Went out walking through the wood the other day
And the world was a carpet laid before me
The buds were bursting and the air smelled sweet and strange
Seemed about a hundred years ago
Mary and I, we would sit up on the gate
Just gazing at some dragon in the sky
What tender days, we had no secrets hid away
Well, it seemed about a hundred years ago
Now all my friends is wearing worried smiles
Living out a dream of what they was
Don’t you think it’s sometimes wise not to grow up?
Went out walking through the wood the other day
Can’t you see the furrows in my forehead?
What tender days, we had no secrets hid away
Now it seems about a hundred years ago
Now if you see me drinking bad red wine
Don’t worry ’bout this man that you love
Don’t you think it’s sometimes wise not to grow up?

Please excuse me while I hide away—

Call me lazy bones
I’ain’t got no time to waste away
Laaaaazy bones ain’t got no time to waste away
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