Where are my boys?  They are in deepest water  Where are they now?  They are over the hill and far away  But they are broken men who lie low  Waiting for miracles     Old men of rock and roll  Came bearing music  Where are they now?  They are over the hill and far away  But they're still gonna play guitars  On dead strings, and old drums  They'll play and play to pass the time  The old wild men  Old wild men  Old wild men, waiting for miracles     Lord have mercy upon the many  Lord have mercy upon the few  Lord have mercy upon the many  Lord have mercy on me and on you