Four Chords - The Classic Crime

I was once a boy in love with strangers
As I watched them smoke their cigarettes I'd wave
I was much to young to think of danger
I was curious and innocent and brave
Now the wrinkles in my face have gotten deeper
I'm an old man that's just 25 years young
I try to keep myself away from mirrors
They remind me of the stupid things I've done
Because after all mans intellect and power
All you get is 650000 hours if you're lucky then you're dead
Says the voice inside my head that keeps me moving one
That keeps me singing these songs
So sing along
Oh oh here we go
Been down this road about a thousand times before
But we ain't bored
Oh oh here we go singing songs
We wrote about a thousand times before
But we ain't bored the same four chords
The same four chords
Now the beard upon my face has gotten thicker
To protect me from the storms that come my way
Maybe when lifes done
I'll be the singer in the band
That plays outside of heavens gate
And even if I die tomorrow
I'll be glad my life was filled with songs
And even if I die tomorrow
These four chords will keep me living on
Oh oh the songs that we wrote
Are playing back on the radio
Oh oh if I die tomorrow
These four chords will keep me living on