Two old men down by the bar, Same worn boots, same old scars, Twenty-five years come and gone, Still we drink and carry on. Through the laughter, through the pain, Through the sunshine and the rain, Every road and every bend, Sure I walked it with my friend. So stay wild, my friend, don’t you fade, Life’s too short for the plans we made, Raise your glass, let the whole world spin, We’ll curse our luck and laugh again! And when the final bell does chime, I’ll see your face in every rhyme Till the end and back again, Stay wild, my friend! We chased dreams we couldn’t hold, Turned our stories into gold, Lost a few and won some too, But the best of them was you. Now the nights grow quiet and long, Still I hear our old songs, In the clatter, in the cheer, I still swear you’re sitting here. So stay wild, my friend, don’t you fade, Life’s too short for the plans we made, Raise your glass, let the whole world spin, We’ll curse our luck and laugh again! And when the final bell does chime, I’ll see your face in every rhyme Till the end and back again, Stay wild, my friend! And if you cross that shore before me, lad, Leave a light where the nights ain’t bad, Keep a stool and a tale to tell, And a drop of whiskey from the well… So stay wild, my friend, sing it strong! We were right where we belong, Through the years and through the fight, We turned the dark into the light! And when I stand by your resting place, I’ll raise a glass to time and grace Till we meet beyond the end, Stay wild… my friend!
