I've lived the life of a sailing man in a far off sea I've held the hand of a sun-tanned girl on a bleach-blonde beach Oh Barcelona, you're a sight to see But my port of call's still years ahead of me So don't ask questions of me I ain't so young and lovely You can see the cracks straight through my solid ground You go to church on Sunday I kneel before a different brand of soul salvation It's a long way down Swing low sweet Juliet, won't you take me back Light up in your brother's truck with the seats laid flat Two kids in the suburbs, Julie, why talk like that? I'm a fool for you but I don't know how to act So don't ask questions of me I ain't so young and lovely You can see the cracks straight through my solid ground You go to church on Sunday I kneel before a different brand of soul salvation It's a long way down I knocked on the preacher's door with my head hung low Cried out "won't you help me, god?" Ain't no one home My absolution is this bag of bones So I guess I'll keep on rattling down the road So don't ask questions of me I ain't so young and lovely You can see the cracks straight through my solid ground You go to church on Sunday I kneel before a different brand of soul salvation It's a long way down