I WAS YOUNG ONCE TOO
Writers: Robert Byrne, Richard Leigh

 

HE RACED THAT ENGINE DOWN THE TRACK
ROUND THE TREE ON CHRISTMAS DAY
I WAS SO AMAZED DAD COULD PLAY WITH TRAINS

I SAW A SPARKLE IN HIS EYE, THEN I HEARD HIM SAY
‘I WAS YOUNG ONCE TOO’, ‘I WAS YOUNG TOO’

HE WASHED THAT BUICK FAITHFULLY
LORD HE KEPT HER CLEAN
I THOUGHT THAT MACHINE MEANT MORE TO HIM THAN ME

ON THE DAY I TURNED SIXTEEN, HE THREW ME THE KEY
SAID, ‘‘I WAS YOUNG ONCE TOO’, ‘I WAS YOUNG TOO’

BRIDGE
HE WAS SUCH A YOUNG MAN THEN
I’M OLDER THAN THAT NOW
I HOPE I MEASURE UP TO HIM
WHEN THE CIRCLE COMES AROUND

I CAUGHT HIM IN THE ATTIC
CROSS-LEGGED ON THE FLOOR
WITH SOME OLD PHOTOGRAPH, HE POINTED AND HE LAUGHED

HE SAID, ‘THAT’S ME IN THAT PICTURE’, I SAID ‘NO SON THAT’S YOUR DAD’
‘I WAS YOUNG ONCE TOO’, ‘I WAS YOUNG TOO’
‘I WAS YOUNG ONCE TOO’, ‘I WAS YOUNG TOO’