young and old

when.all the world is young lad

and all the trees are green

and every goose a swan,lad

and every lass a queen

then.hey for boot and horse,lad

and round the world away

young blood must have its course,lad

and every dog his day

when all the world is old,lad

and all the trees are brown

when all the sport is stale ,lad

and all the wheels run down

creep home,and take your place.there

the spent and maimed among

god grant you find one face there

you loved when all was young