This song is kind of the most perfect song in the world. Listen, really listen! With ye ears.
If we’re both not married by twenty-twoCould I be so bold and ask you?If we’re both not married by twenty-threeWill you make my year and ask me?
If we’re both not married by twenty-fourWill you pass me those kneepads and I’ll get on the floor?If we’re both not married by twenty-fiveI hope that there’s some childish spark still alive
Cause there are so many lessonsThat I just never cared to learnAnd there are so many questions that still burnLike will you hold my hand when I go?Will you hold my hand when I go?Will you hold my hand when I go?Will you hold my hand when I go?
If I get to thirty and I don’t have a wifeI’ll ask you nicely but I won’t ask twiceIf I get to forty and I don’t have a spouseI’ll fashion you a letter and I’ll send it to your house
If I get to sixty will you let me slip awayInto an armchair for the rest of my days?Cause you’ve got your family and I’ve got mineThe love that we shared was for another time
Cause there are so many lessonsThat I just never cared to learnAnd there are so many questions that still burnLike will you hold my hand when I go?Will you hold my hand when I go?Will you hold my hand when I go?Will you hold my hand when I go?
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