Key: Db major•
Verse 1
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Everyone knows him as old folks.
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and as good as his word,
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Al ways leaving his
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spoon in his coffee,
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puts his napkin up under his chin,
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and that yellow cob pipe,
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so mellow it's ripe,
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but you needn't be ashamed of him.
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In the evening, after supper,
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How he held a speech at Gettysburg
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for Lincoln that day.
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Lord, I know that one so well.
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I don't quite understand about old folks.
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Did he fight for the blue or the gray?
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He lives on a pension.
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He'll never come right out and say.
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Then he meets the
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late train at the station,
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Sets and whittles
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every night without fail,
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he's getting himself a little nip or two.
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Every Friday, he's going fishing,
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way down on Buz zard's Lake.
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But he only hooks a perch or two,
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We have to warm
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up the state.
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Someday there'll be
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no more old folks.
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What a lonely old town this'll be.
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Children's voices that play
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Will be still for a day.
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The day they take old folks away.
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