Four Chords

I was once a boy in love with strangers

As I watched them smoke their cigarettes I'd wave

I was much too young to think of danger

I was curious and innocent and brave

Now the wrinkles in my face have gotten deeper

I'm an old man that's just 25 years young

I try to keep myself away from mirrors

They remind me of the stupid things I've done

"Because after all man's intellect and power

All you get is 650,000 hours

If you're lucky then you're dead," says the voice inside my head

That keeps me moving on, that keeps me singing these songs

So sing along

Oh, oh, here we go, been down this road about a thousand times before, but we ain't bored

Oh, oh, here we go singing songs we wrote about a thousand times before, but we ain't bored

The same four chords, the same four chords

Now the beard upon my face has gotten thicker

To protect me from the storms that come my way

Maybe when life's done I'll be the singer

In the band that plays outside of Heaven's gate

And even if I die tomorrow I'll be glad my life was filled with songs

And even if I die tomorrow these four chords will keep me living on

Oh, oh, the songs we wrote, are playing back on the radio

Oh, oh, if I die tomorrow these four chords will keep me living on