How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
Choosing teams to play the game
But as fate would have it they forgot my name
So now I'm barefoot on the blacktop
But it smells like it might rain
Tell me friend have you ever felt this way?
Upon the hour, the clock will chime
You can hear her laughing all the time
But it ain't really funny
She can't help the things she knows
And she's tired of telling all the same old jokes
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
I made a wish, and it's just for you
I went outside and I found you the moon
But you dropped it in your pocket
You foolish little boy
Don't you know it wasn't like those other coins?
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout calling someone's name and hearing nothing in return
How bout reaching for the iron just to feel it burn
How bout forgetting all the things you learn despite what you've been told
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout this, you've got the blues
And I've got this feeling in my bones I can't refuse
There's lots of wanting in this world
That someone's gotta do
Tonight I guess I like the looks of you
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
How bout being young
How bout being old
Carson McHone - How 'Bout It Lyrics
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How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
Choosing teams to play the game
But as fate would have it they forgot my name
So now I'm barefoot on the blacktop
But it smells like it might rain
Tell me friend have you ever felt this way?
Upon the hour, the clock will chime
You can hear her laughing all the time
But it ain't really funny
She can't help the things she knows
And she's tired of telling all the same old jokes
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
I made a wish, and it's just for you
I went outside and I found you the moon
But you dropped it in your pocket
You foolish little boy
Don't you know it wasn't like those other coins?
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout calling someone's name and hearing nothing in return
How bout reaching for the iron just to feel it burn
How bout forgetting all the things you learn despite what you've been told
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout this, you've got the blues
And I've got this feeling in my bones I can't refuse
There's lots of wanting in this world
That someone's gotta do
Tonight I guess I like the looks of you
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
Choosing teams to play the game
But as fate would have it they forgot my name
So now I'm barefoot on the blacktop
But it smells like it might rain
Tell me friend have you ever felt this way?
Upon the hour, the clock will chime
You can hear her laughing all the time
But it ain't really funny
She can't help the things she knows
And she's tired of telling all the same old jokes
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
I made a wish, and it's just for you
I went outside and I found you the moon
But you dropped it in your pocket
You foolish little boy
Don't you know it wasn't like those other coins?
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout calling someone's name and hearing nothing in return
How bout reaching for the iron just to feel it burn
How bout forgetting all the things you learn despite what you've been told
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout this, you've got the blues
And I've got this feeling in my bones I can't refuse
There's lots of wanting in this world
That someone's gotta do
Tonight I guess I like the looks of you
How bout being young
How bout being old
How bout wanting something warm just to hold you when you're cold
How bout take me in your arms tonight and feel
The way I fold
How bout being young
How bout being old
Writer: Carson McHone
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave