You, boy, I offer this warning: "Be brave son or your love will die" Whisper my words back with feeling "Be brave son or your love will die" My son, you'll never hear a truth that right Now I know what you're probably thinking That there's vagueness in the old man's style But the more that you find yourself living You will focus on those words and smile You, boy, I offer this warning: "Be brave son or your love will die" Whisper my words back with feeling "Be brave son or your love will die" My son, you'll never hear a truth that right