Talking Old Soldiers
Why hello, say can I buy you another glass of beerWell thanks a lot that's kind of you, it's nice to know you careThese days there's so much going onNo one seems to want to knowI may be just an old soldier to someBut I know how it feels to grow old
Yeah that's right, you can see me here most every nightYou'll always see me staring at the walls and at the lightsFunny I remember oh it's years ago I'd sayI'd stand at that bar with my friends who've passed awayAnd drink three times the beer that I can drink todayYes I know how it feels to grow old
I know what they're saying sonThere goes old man Joe againWell I may be mad at that I've seen enoughTo make a man go out his brainsWell do they know what it's likeTo have a graveyard as a friend`Cause that's where they are boy, all of themDon't seem likely I'll get friends like that again
Well it's time I moved offBut it's been great just listening to youAnd I might even see you next time I'm passing throughYou're right there's so much going onNo one seems to want to knowSo keep well, keep well old friendAnd have another drink on meJust ignore all the others you got your memoriesYou got your memories