At a bar down in Dallas

An old man chimed in

And they thought he was out of his head

And all being young men

They just laughed it off

When they heard what this old man said



He said I'll never again

Turn the young ladies' heads

Or go running off into the wind

I'm three quarters home

From the start to the end

And I wish I was eighteen again



Oh I wish I was eighteen again

And going where I've never been

Now old folks and old oaks

Standing tall, just pretend

I wish I was eighteen again



Time turns the pages

And life goes so fast

The years turn the dark hair all grey

I talk to some young folks

But they don't understand

The words this old man's got to say



Oh I wish I was eighteen again

And going where I've never been

Now old folks and old oaks

Standing tall, just pretend

I wish I was eightee-een again

Oh I wish I was eighteen again...