1. I’ve written words that say I’m leaving, words express the pain,
old songs lose their meanings, but new ones they gain.
From changes that I’ve been through, and what I’m coming to,
you were my first song, and I still… [-] [-]+ (repeat chords of this line)

2. Sure I still get feelings to get back on the road,
and I still get leanings to forget the things I know.
About myself and changes, gone through and coming to,
and you were my first song and I still… [-] + [-](repeat chords of this line)

3. Do words express true meanings, I mean the words I’ve still to sing,
old loves lose their feelings, but new ones they gain.
The changes that I’ve been through, and new ones I’m coming to,
and you were my first song, and I still.[-]..[-]
You were my first song, and I still…[-][-]
Yes, you were my first song, and I still love you.

1. Me and my brother returned to the water,
I saw a pike that was two feet long.
Two small magicians, each with a jam jar
cast spells on the water with hazel twig wands.

2. Country boys catch tadpoles, dive into water,
made shy by their laughter, we wondered down stream.
And summer rolled o?er us with no complications,
sat thinking of Mama, sometimes in dreams.

3. Stand by the drawbridge waiting for barges,
waiting around for smiles from the man.
Lifting the bridge whilst watching the horses,
dragging the slow boats up the canl.

4. I do remember the times but no number,
after the day, but before evening comes.
Waiting for castles and kettles with roses,
painted on barges that sailed into the sun.