We All Die Young Lyrics - Decemberists

It was late one night, I was counting out my stitches 

Laying by the side of the road 

I was a long time gone, slipping off my britches 

Feeling like it's time to go home 

Yeah, feeling like it's time to go home 

And in this dream, Bill Tecumseh Sherman 

Glowered at the foot of my bed 

He was long and lean, he spoke in perfect German 

And I recorded all that he said 

Yeah, I recorded all that he said 

And he said 

We all die young 

We all die young 

We all die young 

We all die young 

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When I woke next day, layered in the lashings 

Feeling for the hole in my head 

I was thinking 'bout my dad, thinking 'bout the nashings 

Of all the bitter things that he said 

Yeah, all the worrying things that he had said 

And he said 

We all die young 

We all die young 

We all die young 

We all die young 

Son, he said 

We all die young 

(We all die young) 

We all die young 

(We all die young) 

We all die young 

(We all die) we all die young 

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And it came to pass when everything had ended 

The world was just a grubby balloon 

And I spoke up, said: Sorry if I've offended 

This voice came from the back of the room 

Oh, screaming from the back of the room 

It said 

We all die young 

(We all die young) 

We all die young 

(We all die young) 

We all die young 

(We all die) we all die young 

One more time 

We all die young 

Bill Tecumseh Sherman 

We all die young 

Sorry if I've offended 

We all die young 

(We all die) we all die young 

We all die young 

We all die young 

We all die, we all die young 

We all die young 

We all die young 

We all die, we all die young