I wish I was there with you in your twenties
When cars were made of steel
And wheat was on the penny

On a sunny day
You could see for miles
Our boys were off to war
They would march for miles

I wish I was there
When you were looking smooth
They marched you all day
And made you so tired

On a sunny day
You could see for miles
And our boys were off to war
They would march for miles

And you came straight from the war

I wish I was there with you in your twenties
When cars were made of steel
And wheat was on the penny

On a sunny day
You could see for miles
Our boys were off to war
They would march for miles
The air was fresh and sweet
They would dream of coming home
And think, ‘man, I hope she waits for me’
While you sit there all by your lonesome self