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Rod Stewart - Young Turks (from It Had To Be You...The Great American Songbook)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Vocals
Kevin Savigar
Kevin Savigar
Piano
Jim Cregan
Jim Cregan
Guitar
Robin Le Mesurier
Robin Le Mesurier
Guitar
Tony Brock
Tony Brock
Drums
JAY Davis
JAY Davis
Bass Guitar
Jimmy "Z" Zavala
Jimmy "Z" Zavala
Saxophone
Wally Stocker
Wally Stocker
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Songwriter
Carmine Appice
Carmine Appice
Songwriter
Kevin Savigar
Kevin Savigar
Songwriter
Duane S. Hitchings
Duane S. Hitchings
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rod Stewart
Rod Stewart
Producer
Ricky Delena
Ricky Delena
Assistant Engineer
Jim Cregan
Jim Cregan
Mixing Engineer
Leo Bonamy
Leo Bonamy
Graphic Design
Arthur Kemish
Arthur Kemish
Drum Technician
Gordon Adams
Gordon Adams
Guitar Technician
Patrick Logue
Patrick Logue
Equipment Technician
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
George Tutko
George Tutko
Mixing Engineer
George "Bud" Travis
George "Bud" Travis
Producer
Peter Buckland
Peter Buckland
Recording Technician
Tom Lirou
Tom Lirou
Recording Technician
Campbell Hair
Campbell Hair
Recording Technician
Chris East
Chris East
Recording Technician
David Gautry
David Gautry
Recording Technician
Ed McNiel
Ed McNiel
Recording Technician
Gary Singleman
Gary Singleman
Recording Technician
Jack Crimes
Jack Crimes
Recording Technician
Lyle Centola
Lyle Centola
Recording Technician
Mark Eshelman
Mark Eshelman
Recording Technician
Max Loubiere
Max Loubiere
Recording Technician
Nick Busco
Nick Busco
Recording Technician
Scott Stogel
Scott Stogel
Recording Technician
Tim Lamb
Tim Lamb
Recording Technician

Lyrics

Billy left his home with a dollar in his pocket
And a head full of dreams
He said "Somehow, someway
It's gotta get better than this"
Patti packed her bags
Left a note for her mama
She was just seventeen
There were tears in her eyes
When she kissed her little sister goodbye
They held each other tight
As they drove on through the night
They were so excited
We got but one shot at life
Let's take it while we're still not afraid
Because life is so brief
And time is a thief when you're undecided
And like a fistful of sand
It can slip right through your hands
Young hearts be free tonight
Time is on your side
Don't let 'em put you down
Don't let 'em push you 'round
Don't let 'em ever change your point of view
Paradise was closed
So they headed for the coast in a blissful manner
They took a two-room apartment
That was jumping every night of the week
Happiness was found in each other's arms
As expected, yeah
Billy pierced his ears
Drove a pickup like a lunatic, ooh!
Young hearts be free tonight
Time is on your side
Don't let 'em put you down
Don't let 'em push you 'round
Don't let 'em ever change your point of view
Come on, babe
Young hearts, be free tonight
Time is on, on your side
Billy wrote a letter back home
To Patti's parents tryin' to explain
He said: "We're both real sorry
That it had to turn out this way"
But there ain't no point in talking
When there's nobody listening
So we just ran away
Patti gave birth to a ten-pound baby boy, yeah
Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side
Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side
Young hearts be free tonight, time is on your side
Young hearts gotta run free
Be free, live free
Time is on, time is on your side
Time, time, time, time is on your side
Is on your side
Is on your side
Is on your side
Young heart be free tonight
Tonight, tonight, tonight
Tonight, tonight, yeah
Written by: Carmine Appice, Duane Hitchings, Kevin Savigar, Rod Stewart
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