.I'm an old man praying for rain in a dry month
And I pray for youth to come back and be crude
Is there no touch, no tingle, no terrible crutch
For me to lean, for me to rely on
What kind of man are you, holding on to that feeling?
What kind of man are you, holding on to that feeli.
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