Harvey Andrews
A cheeky young lad took the rise out of me
So I clipped his ear, I was twenty-three
And I laughed when he ran, said that he'd tell his dad
'Cause I'd done the same when I was a boy
When cheeking grown-ups was a young lad's joy
But you never let on that you'd gone and done anything bad
A cheeky young lad took the mick out of me
So I chased him off I was thirty-three
And I got close enough to see the tear in his eye
And I said if you talk like that once more
I'll tell your dad and you'll get what for
But I smiled to myself the next time the laddie walked by
Cheeky young lad like I used to be
Cheeky young lad oh why can't you see
Cheeky young lad one day you'll be just like me
A cheeky young lad stood and swore at me
So I swore right back, I was forty-three
And I could give as good as I got any day of the year
But it made me boil and it made me rage
It made me feel every year of my age
And when he stood his ground well I tell you then I found fear
Cheeky young lad like I used to be
Cheeky young lad oh why can't you see
Cheeky young lad one day you'll be just like me
A cheeky young lad came and jostled me
He just pushed right past, I was fifty-three
And when I shouted, Hey he just walked away with a sneer
And I raised my fist but I felt afraid
Of the young lad's swagger and the world we'd made
And I wished it was like it had been just yesteryear
Because a cheeky young lad came and battered me
Took my money and ran and I'm sixty-three
And I wish I was dead instead of being kept alive
Because a cheeky young lad is waiting for me
If ever I get to seventy three
And the next time I don't think I can survive
The cheeky young lad who's waiting for me to arrive