Now that I have lived A life times worth of days Finally I see The folly of my ways.
So listen when I sing of The temptations of this world. Fancy cars and needles, Whiskey flesh and pearls.
And then in the end It's family and friends. Loving yourself, but not only yourself. It's about the good walk and the hard walk And the young girls you made cry. It's about make a little music every day 'till you die.
It's a beautiful ride (Back-up Singers) Beautiful ride A beautiful ride (Back-up Singers) Beautiful ride Beautiful, beautiful ride.
As I stand on the precipice of death My perspective is enormous Every leaf, every cloud I see the hands which have formed us And some days all you got Is a nighttime graveyard walk And you whistle some sweet melody To the ghosts down at the dock.
Sing in to your hand. Lead the marching band. Don't you let 'em fade your colors gray 'Cause when all is said and done When youth is spent and burned You'll see that it's all about Music! Flowers! Babies! Sharing the good times! Traveling not just for business! Excepting your mortality! This is finally what I've learned.
And then in the end It's family and friends. Loving yourself, but not only yourself. It's about the good walk and the hard walk And the young girls you made cry. It's about make a little music every day till' you die.
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So listen when I sing of The temptations of this world. Fancy cars and needles, Whiskey flesh and pearls.
And then in the end It's family and friends. Loving yourself, but not only yourself. It's about the good walk and the hard walk And the young girls you made cry. It's about make a little music every day 'till you die.
It's a beautiful ride (Back-up Singers) Beautiful ride A beautiful ride (Back-up Singers) Beautiful ride Beautiful, beautiful ride.
As I stand on the precipice of death My perspective is enormous Every leaf, every cloud I see the hands which have formed us And some days all you got Is a nighttime graveyard walk And you whistle some sweet melody To the ghosts down at the dock.
Sing in to your hand. Lead the marching band. Don't you let 'em fade your colors gray 'Cause when all is said and done When youth is spent and burned You'll see that it's all about Music! Flowers! Babies! Sharing the good times! Traveling not just for business! Excepting your mortality! This is finally what I've learned.
And then in the end It's family and friends. Loving yourself, but not only yourself. It's about the good walk and the hard walk And the young girls you made cry. It's about make a little music every day till' you die.
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