There are twenty years to goand twenty ways to knowwho will wearwho will wear the hatThere are twenty years to gothe best of all i hopeenjoy the ridethe medicine showAnd thems the breaksfor we designer fakeswe need to concentrate on more than meets the eyeThere are twenty years to gothe faithful and the lowthe best of startsthe broken heart, the stoneThere are twenty years to gothe punch drunk and the blowthe worst of startsthe mercy part, the phoneAnd thems the breaksfor we designer fakeswe need to concentrate on more than meets the eyeThems the breaksfor we designer fakesbut it's you i take it's you're the truth, not iThere are twenty years to goa golden age i knowbut all will passwill end too fast, you knowThere are twenty years to goand many friends i hopethough some may hold the rosesome hold the ropeand that's the end and that's the start of itthat's the whole and that's the part of itthat's the high and that's the heart of itthat's the long and that's the short of itthat's the best and that's the test in itthat's the doubt, the doubt, the trust in itthat's the sight and that's the sound of itthat's the gift and that's the trick in ityou're the truth, not iyou're the truth, not iyou're the truth, not i