“Sweet Young Thing (live)”

Micky: And now, let us take you if we may, down south into Louisiana and to Cajun country, with the sock-it-to-me sound of “Sweet Young Thing”.

Well, I know that something very strange has happened to my brain
I’m either feeling very good or else I am insane
The seeds of doubt you planted have started to grow wild
And I feel that I must yield before the wisdom of a child

And it’s love you bring
No, that I can’t deny
And with your wings
I can learn to fly
Sweet young thing (Sweet young thing, sweet young thing)

Well, those people try to talk to me, their words are ugly sounds (Sweet young thing)
But I resist all their attempts to try and bring me down (Sweet young thing)
Turned on to the sunset like I’ve never been before (Ah)
I listen for your footsteps and your knock upon the door (Ah) (Hey!)

And it’s love you bring
No, that I can’t deny
And with your wings
I can learn to fly
Sweet young thing (Sweet young thing, sweet young thing)

I know that something very strange has happened to my brain (Sweet young thing)
I’m either feeling very good or else I am insane (Sweet young thing)
The seeds of doubt you planted have started to grow wild (Ah)
And I feel that I must yield before the wisdom of a child (Sweet young thing)

And it’s love you bring
With dreams of bluer skies
And the morning sings
When I see it in your eyes
Sweet young thing (Sweet young thing, sweet young thing)
Sweet young thing