Old Man

Old man sitting by the river

They tell me that your time is nigh

When fire comes to burn our souls

while you live while I die

Your old dog is your only friend now

Your grant pays for your food and board

While you throw twigs in the river

They're rationing your coal

Your young days were not all bad ones

Your wedding day was a happy event

Fire took your little lady from you

and now your cheeks are wet

If you don't go straight home

you're gonna catch a cold

and at your age that's no good

Old man you're soaking wet

I'm sure you hear, and yet

You're just not trying to move

Old man you've got to wake up

Oh Lord your skin's so cold now

you smiled at me a moment ago

But now your eyes are closed

Old Man... Old Man... Old Man...