| Song | Young Man |
| Artist | Styx |
| Album | The Serpent Is Rising |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:James Young Vocals By James Young | |
| People say with age there comes experience | |
| But as soon as you are born you start to die | |
| Older men are chosen to speak wisely | |
| But call the child to the sacrificial rite | |
| Who can we get to win the fight? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who can we get to make love all night? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who do we send away to die? | |
| Young man! | |
| I heard a lonely woman cry for a | |
| Young man! | |
| The fire bombs in distant lands are burning | |
| Jarring every synapse in your soul | |
| Life and death are a meaningless profession | |
| Tomorrow brings a horror yet untold | |
| Who can we get to win the fight? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who can we get to make love all night? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who do we send away to die? | |
| Young man! | |
| I heard a lonely woman cry for a | |
| Young man! | |
| Young man! | |
| Young man! | |
| Come home my son | |
| We'll give you a rest | |
| Welcome my son | |
| We'll give you the best | |
| Time's stowaway | |
| The young man | |
| Short are the days | |
| Of the young man | |
| Young man! | |
| Young man! |
| Written: James Young Vocals By James Young | |
| People say with age there comes experience | |
| But as soon as you are born you start to die | |
| Older men are chosen to speak wisely | |
| But call the child to the sacrificial rite | |
| Who can we get to win the fight? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who can we get to make love all night? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who do we send away to die? | |
| Young man! | |
| I heard a lonely woman cry for a | |
| Young man! | |
| The fire bombs in distant lands are burning | |
| Jarring every synapse in your soul | |
| Life and death are a meaningless profession | |
| Tomorrow brings a horror yet untold | |
| Who can we get to win the fight? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who can we get to make love all night? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who do we send away to die? | |
| Young man! | |
| I heard a lonely woman cry for a | |
| Young man! | |
| Young man! | |
| Young man! | |
| Come home my son | |
| We' ll give you a rest | |
| Welcome my son | |
| We' ll give you the best | |
| Time' s stowaway | |
| The young man | |
| Short are the days | |
| Of the young man | |
| Young man! | |
| Young man! |
| Written: James Young Vocals By James Young | |
| People say with age there comes experience | |
| But as soon as you are born you start to die | |
| Older men are chosen to speak wisely | |
| But call the child to the sacrificial rite | |
| Who can we get to win the fight? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who can we get to make love all night? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who do we send away to die? | |
| Young man! | |
| I heard a lonely woman cry for a | |
| Young man! | |
| The fire bombs in distant lands are burning | |
| Jarring every synapse in your soul | |
| Life and death are a meaningless profession | |
| Tomorrow brings a horror yet untold | |
| Who can we get to win the fight? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who can we get to make love all night? | |
| Young man! | |
| Who do we send away to die? | |
| Young man! | |
| I heard a lonely woman cry for a | |
| Young man! | |
| Young man! | |
| Young man! | |
| Come home my son | |
| We' ll give you a rest | |
| Welcome my son | |
| We' ll give you the best | |
| Time' s stowaway | |
| The young man | |
| Short are the days | |
| Of the young man | |
| Young man! | |
| Young man! |