The ol d man turned off the radio
Said: "W here did all the old songs go?
K ids sure play funny music these days!
A nd they play it in the strangest ways
E verything seems so loud and wild
It was pea ceful back when I was a child."
W ell man could it be the girls and boys
A re tryin' to be heard above your noise
A nd the lonely voice of y outh cries:
"What is t ruth?"
A little boy of three sittin' on the floor
Looked up and said " Daddy what is war?"
"Son that's when people fight and die."
The little boy of three says"Daddy why?"
A young man of seventeen in Sunday school
Is being taught the golden rule
By the time another years gone around
It may be his turn to lay his own life down!
Can you blame the voice of youth for asking:
"What is truth?"
A young man sittin' on the witness stand
The man with a book says "Raise your hand!
Repeat after me I solemnly swear"
The judge looked down at his long hair
And although the young man solemnly swore
Nobody seemed to hear anymore
And it really didn't matter if the truth was there
It was the cut of his clothes and the length of his hair!
And the lonely voice of youth cries:
"What is truth?"
A young girl dancin' to the latest beat
Has found new ways to move her feet
A young man standin' in the city square
Is tryin' to tell somebody that he cares
"Yeah the ones that your callin' wild
Are gonna be the leaders in a little while
This old world is breakin' to a new born day
And I solemnly swear that it will be their way!
You'd help that voice of youth find:
'What is truth'!"
And the lonely voice of youth cries:
(Spoken)"What is truth?"
