When We Were The New Boys
With laughing eyes I do recall
Every face that crammed this hall
And in this room our hats were hung
And words were writtne,and songs were sung
And we held our glasses high
And we dared to reach for the sky
And we never would grow old
  When we were the new boys

And on these streets we were like kijgs
We'd roll and tumble, fight and sing
And in these smoky pubs the yarns were spung
And many a sweetheart was lost and won
And on these green firleds we played for pride
No quarter given, no compromise
We were lovers and we were sons
  when we were the new boys

Behind this cellar door on cheap guitars
We played our blues to the early hours
No one listening but a few old friends
We never dreamed it could ever end
This was our moment, this was our space
This was a jewel of a time to have graced
But they're all sweet memories now
  When we were the new boys

All my life I've been running
Down the side of this hill
But wasy down deep in my heart
Don't want the water to ever be still

All these friends habe long wince gone
Blown and scattered like autumn leav es
Some are lawyers and some are thieves
Some are long behind the sun
But I'll never be afraid
From the cradle to the grave
I learned my lesson and I learned it well
  When we were the new boys
UpMain
--Rod Stewart
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