This Young Girl's Got Me Too Old
This young girl's gotten too old
To claim
Claim a clean soul
Looking over a field
Through the glaze of crack-lit windows
All my thoughts creep out
But the draft flows in my head
Let's me cry
Cry these tears
These tears of lead
This young girl's gotten too old
Lovers, let yourselves be warned
That your hearts
Unless they're torn
Have hardly been born
Daddies, please don't leave them
They're more precious than your reason for going
Away
Hey
The kids want
They want you to stay
So I'm here
With my whiskey and my beer
And there's nothing in my life
That I don't fear
That I don't fear


Are full of doubt
I have not started getting out
I've accumulated enough
Through the years
Ooh
Tears of lead
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh

Oh, dear Soleil
Oh, dear Soleil
And so I'm here, my whiskey and my beer
And there's nothing in my life that I don't fear
I'm full of doubt, I have lost all getting out
I've accumulated enough blood
through the years
through the years
Oh, dear Soleil
Oh, dear Soleil
Oh, dear Soleil
Oh, dear Soleil
Oh, dear Soleil