A Prisoner of Love Album November 16, 2008 Banjo Tuned E, Capo 1, Key D I Wish I Was Eighteen Again D G D At a bar down in Dallas A An old man chimed in D A D And they thought he was out of his head G And all being young men D They just laughed it off G D When they heard what this old man said G He said I'll never again D A D Turn the young ladies' heads A D Or go running off into the wind D G D I'm three quarters home A D G D And I wish I was eighteen again A D Oh I wish I was eighteen again A And going where I've never been D G D Now old folks and old oaks A Standing tall, just pretend D A D I wish I was eighteen again G D Time turns the pages A And life goes so fast D G D The years turn the dark hair all grey G D I talk to some young folks A But they don't understand D A D The words this old man's got to say A Oh I wish I was eighteen again D A D And going where I've never been G D Now old folks and old oaks A Standing tall, just pretend D A D I wish I was eightee-een again A D Oh I wish I was eighteen again...