Said he's doing just fine
95, and biding his time
Empty notebooks and bottles of wine
Collecting newspapers and library fines
We're talkin' thousands of days
They came, they stayed, and faded lazy away
Left him standing with that look on his face
Knows he's got too much and nothing to say
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With the whole world, watching him go
Saying live your life or leave us all alone
Us young ones with our never growing old
And his sun goes setting low - in Arizona
It was a Saturday night
He wiped his eyes and turned out the lights
Sixty years and then a silent goodbye
He still forgets and calls her name sometimes
He said he's easy to please
short sleeves and jeans with grease on the knees
When you're outliving every one of your dreams
Don't do no good to wonder what it all means
CHORUS
She said, "Baby, there's never been much time --
We've known it all our lives"
I think she was right...
CHORUS