He said. I said, well, I didn't know.
pourin' blended whiskey down
When this old gray black gentleman
was cleanin' up the lounge
There wasn't anyone around
except this old man and me
Ever had a drink of watermelon wine,
Ain't but three things in this world
that's worth a solitary dime.
But old dogs and children
He said women think about themselves
when menfolk ain't around
And friends are hard to find
Now it's old dogs and children
even when you make mistakes
God bless little children
while they're still too young to hate
When he moved away, I found my pen
and copied down that line
About old dogs and children
I had to catch a plane up to Atlanta
I saw him picking up my chain
That night I dreamed in peaceful sleep