I Wish I Was 18 Again

On a rig down in Venice, an old hand chimed in And they thought he was out of his head And all of the young hands, they just laughed it off When they heard what this old hand had said He said, "I'll never again turn the young ladies heads Or go running off in to 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 black hair all gray I talk to some young folks but they don't understand The words this old man 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 eighteen again Oh I wish I was eighteen again