Lyrics:
I was just seventeen, when I made the AHL
I couldn't skate in junior, but my fists rang like a bell.
I'll never win a title, and I'll never win
and some moonlight
We'd slip down by the lake
Seventeen and restless
You know we just couldn't wait
And I wish I were rockin you tonight
I remember the day
from cryin'
I wish you were mine.
When I was seventeen,
I followed my dream,
Up into a high-rise block.
The adventures of Augie March,
By
In a church, by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child know
A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for,
She was just seventeen
We'd drive out of this valley
Down to where the fields were green
We'd go down to the river
And into the river we'd dive
the back of your head
Red
Deadhead
She's a loner
She lives by herself
She's a loner
She couldn't be helped
Solicitor. Stone
All the rest is in black
said take a big drink up above the sink
There was a bottle on the very top shelf
I took a big chug-a-lug then I hit the rug
And he left me there by
the trees
Engulfed by beauty
I just hold you here with me
I don't give up
I don't give up
I don't give up
I don't give up anymore
I don't give up
At seventeen she ran away to the city
Thought she would find herself there
Scared and afraid, she pan-handled all day
To get enough for a one-way
they said, and never should be heard
Should be seen and never heard
I fell in love at seventeen, both of us mature and wise
Couldn't put two words
Walking round the block,
Holding hands like we're seventeen.
In my city that waits by the sea.
Where I may never show you mansions,
But I'll be wealthier
wheels
On a blue highway
Seventeen dollars for gas
The Powerball deadline is past
You take the exit too fast
The tires squeal, the diesel horns blast
a magazine
That said by seventeen
Your life was at an end
I'm dead and I'm perfectly content
And these songs that I sing
Do they mean anything
to warn me that this was gonna happen
That you would walk into my life and ruin it
I would still let you, hey
I was young and blinded
By the pretty
today
But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without
these things take you by surprise?
We are drifting on the deep sea
And I can't navigate the stars like my father
Oh, we're drifting out to sea
Into
seventeen wishing I was twenty one
Now I'm only twenty six
Feeling more like forty three
My hair lines disappearing
And I never get IDed
My clothes are out
are you my bonny be girl
"I'll be seventeen on Sunday"
So I went to the house at the top of the hill
The moon was shining clearly
She arose to let
He's packed up his boots and his saddle
Seventeen, headin' out on his own
He'll rodeo from Cheyenne to Texas
Dreamin' of one ride in Vegas
One ride
Seven hundred miles, seventeen cigarettes
Still haven't got you off my mind yet
The daylight tossed, night time turned
Every bridge I crossed it
SINCE SEVENTEEN
AND NO ONE KNEW HER NAME
NO ONE GAVE A SECOND THOUGHT WHEN THEY PUT HER IN A COUNTY GRAVE
CHORUS
SHE WAS SOMEONE?S CHILD, A PRECIOUS
mouth 'til the album drop (why's that?)
TrackBoy beat like a freak, work a king on the block
I'm seventeen, name ain't same on the block
And beat
She'll go with someone else, I'll be asleep by then
If it's all the same to you, I would rather go home with my girlfriend
It's not a lesson I
Maybe the damage has been done
Looks like the ending has begun
So flick your cigarette into the mess
Walk right by the homeless guy
Careful not
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