Stories you told
Never gets old
They're meant to be passed down to sons
And daughters will learn through jungle of ferns
And rivers that turn and turn
Remember when we sat by glass
And said, my dear, your fears won't last
It's been long since that time
All we have are memories
And scars from tiny tragedies
My love, we need more
Stories of big fishes, swimming in deep open spaces
Let's go at first light, let's lay down early tonight
Stories you told
Never gets old
Trains, they will go where they're told
We'll listen to those stories in coach
And learn a few words we don't know
Sailing south in two years
To celebrate offshore storms
We'll live off the land
This time we won't pretend
Stories you told
Never gets old
They're meant to be passed down to sons,
And daughters will learn through jungle of ferns
And rivers that turn and turn