In Delaware when I was younger   I would live the life obscene   In the spring I had great hunger   I was Brando I was dean      Blaspheming booted blue-jeaned baby boy   Oh how I made them turn their heads   The townie brownie girls they jumped for joy   Begged me bless them in their beds      In Delaware when I was younger   I would row upon the lake   In the spring I had great hunger   I was Keats I was Blake      My pimpled pencil pains I'd bring   To frogs who sat entranced   My drift-dreamed ditties I would sing   The water strider danced      In Delaware when I was younger   I thought St. Andrew had sufficed   In the spring I had great hunger   I was Buddha, I was Christ      You wicked wisemen where's your wonder   You pharisees someday will pay   See my lightning hear my thunder   I am truth I know the way   In Delaware when I was younger