I Wish I Was Eighteen Again

In a bar in Memphis, an old man came in I thought he was out of his his head Being a young man, I just laughed it off I'm dreaming that he understood I'll never again turn the young ladies heads Or go running off into the wind I'm three quarters home now from the start to the end I wish I was eighteen again I wish I was eighteen again My God, I'd like to go back Where I've never been but old folks, old oaks They stand tall but just pretend I wish I was eighteen again Time turns the pages and life it goes so fast The years turn the black hair to gray I talked to young folks but they don't understand The things this old man's has to say Oh, I wish I was eighteen again Going back where I've never been But old folks, old oaks Standing tall, just pretend I'll never be eighteen again