Words and Music by Michael Reynolds

Young man, young man
You don't know who I am
But I use to be just like you
Well I'd dance and I'd sing
I was the prettiest thing
With nothing but livin to do


Around and around through every juke joint in town
The high life was all that I knew
But I though life was fine
I had my friends, my dope, my wine
And nothing but livin to do


Now everywhere I'd go
I'd walk high and proud
Any thing on my mind
Well I spoke it right out loud
I was king of the world
Oh but still just a fool
With nothing but livin to do


Young man, young man
don't you be like I am
Those good times are faded like my youth
Now my friends are all gone
And I just hang around alone
With nothing but livin to do
I got nothing but livin to do