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