Good Leg

I was thinking of the young days
When all the world was still a game
But half of my life is gone, gone, gone, gone
Now I need a good leg to stand on

I was dreaming of tomorrow
There's still time to change my ways
But half of my life is gone, gone, gone, gone
And I need a good leg to stand on

Can you hear me when I call
Come see me tomorrow
When all the world will celebrate
Never younger than today

I was frightened by religion
Who can claim to save my soul
But half of my life is gone, gone, gone, gone
And I need a good leg to stand on

I had too many questions
For all the answers I was told
But half of my life is gone, gone, gone, gone
I need a good leg to stand on

Can you hear me when I call
Come see me tomorrow
All the world will celebrate
Never younger than today

Hold on, hold on
Half of my life is gone, gone, gone, gone
And I need a good leg to stand on