He said I want to grow up 
And look like Robert Mitchum 
And I hope that when I'm gone 
There'll be some say that I miss him 
He must have been romantic 
He must have sensed adventure 
And I feel the steel of his strong will 
In the frame around his picture 
 
And he's one more arrow flying through the air 
One more arrow landing in a shady spot somewhere 
Where the days and nights blend into one 
And he can always feel the sun 
Through the soft brown earth that holds him  
Forever always young 
 
He could have been a boxer 
But the fight game seemed so dirty 
We argued once he knocked me down 
And he cried when he thought he'd hurt me 
Strictly from the old school 
He was quiet about his pain 
And if one in ten could be that brave 
I would never hate again 
 
One more arrow 
One more arrow 
One more arrow 
Forever always young