Sixty Years On
Who'll walk me down to church when I'm sixty years of ageWhen the ragged dog they gave me has been ten years in the graveAnd señorita play guitar, play it just for youMy rosary has broken and my beads have all slipped through
You've hung up your great coat and you've laid down your gunYou know the war you fought in wasn't too much funAnd the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gunI've no wish to be living sixty years on
Yes I'll sit with you and talk let your eyes relive againI know my vintage prayers would be very much the sameAnd Magdelena plays the organ, plays it just for youYour choral lamp that burns so low when you are passing through
And the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gunI've no wish to be living sixty years on