If life is like a candle brightDeath must be the willYou can close your window tightAnd it still comes flowing inSo I will climb the highest hillAnd watch the rising sunAnd I pray that I don't feel the chillTill I'm too old to die youngLet me watch my childrenGrow youngTo see what they becomeOh Lord, don't let that cold wind blowTill I'm too old to die youngNow I have had some dear sweet friendsI thought would never dieNow I have had some dear sweet friendsNow the only thingThat's left of themIs the teardrops in my eyesIf I could have one wish todayAnd know it would be noneWell I would singEveryone could singI know it would be all rightTill I'm too old to die youngLet me watch my children growTo see what they becomeOh Lord, don't let that cold wind blowTill I'm too old to die youngOne more timeYou can close your window tightLet me watch my children growTo see what they becomeOh, Lord, don't let that cold wind blowTill I'm too old to die youngAll right, all right, all right.