What I Would Give

Though many better at sports and bigger and stronger than me
What I would give again for to be twenty three
Playing football with the lads in Coolikerane bog
Or out hunting with Pudsy the gallant brown dog
Back then I was fitter and could move far more fast
But my prime years went so quickly and few things seem to last
With far less energy now and the years have left me gray
And the clock on my life it keeps ticking away
What I would give now for to re-live my prime
But like all others I am a victim of old father time
And on each of us there is a use by date
And for anyone time it does not seem to wait
And the longest life in time it is not a long span
Oh what I would give for to be a young man.