Talking Old Soldiers

Why hello, say can I buy you another glass of beer

Well thanks a lot that's kind of you, it's nice to know you care

These days there's so much going on

No one seems to want to know

I may be just an old soldier to some

But I know how it feels to grow old

Yeah that's right, you can see me here most every night

You'll always see me staring at the walls and at the lights

Funny I remember oh it's years ago I'd say

I'd stand at that bar with my friends who've passed away

And drink three times the beer that I can drink today

Yes I know how it feels to grow old

I know what they're saying son

There goes old man Joe again

Well I may be mad at that I've seen enough

To make a man go out his brains

Well do they know what it's like

To have a graveyard as a friend

`Cause that's where they are boy, all of them

Don't seem likely I'll get friends like that again

Well it's time I moved off

But it's been great just listening to you

And I might even see you next time I'm passing through

You're right there's so much going on

No one seems to want to know

So keep well, keep well old friend

And have another drink on me

Just ignore all the others you got your memories

You got your memories