Ray Lamontagne - Old Before Your Time

When I was a younger man lookin` for a pot a` gold
ev`rywhere I turned the doors were closin`.

Took every ounce of faith I had to keep on keepin` on`
n` still I felt like I was only losin`.

I refused then like I do now t` let anybody tie me down
I lost a few good friends along the way.

I was raised up poor an` I wanted more
n` maybe I`m a little too proud.

Lookin` back I see a kid who was just afraid.

Hungry and old before his time.

Through the years I`ve known my share of broken hearted fools
`n those who couldn`t choose a path worth takin`.

There`s nothin` in the world so sad as talkin` to a man.

Never knew his life was his for making.

Ain`t it a-bout time you realize? It`s not worth keepin` score.

You win some you lose some you let it go.

What`s the use of stacking on every failure another stone
`til you find you`ve spent your whole life buildin` walls.

Lonely and old before your time.

It took so long to see that truth was all around me.

Now the wren has gone to roost the sky is turnin` gold.

Like the sky my soul is also turnin`.

Turning from the past at last and all I left behind.

Could it be that I am finally learnin`?
Learnin` I`m deservin` of love and the peaceful heart.

Won`t tear myself apart no more for tryin`.

Tired of lyin` to myself tryin` to buy what can`t be bought.

It`s not livin` that you`re doin` if it feels like dyin`.

It`s cryin` growin` old before your time.

Cryin` growin` old before your time.

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