Old man, look at my life
I’m a lot like you were
Old man, look at my life
I’m a lot like you were
He’s always up and out of bed before the morning comes*
He mumbles and he grumbles about all that must be done
There’s eighty years of memories that rattle in his head
Whiskey and cigars that he keeps stashed beside his bed
He believes the world went straight to hell When Brooklyn lost the Dodgers
Some say that he’s lost his mind
Some call him an old codger
Oh, but he’s just old folks…old folks
Blessed is the child of yesterday
Love those old folks
And with a little luck and the lord to see us through
One day, we will be old folks, too
Old days
Good times I remember
Fun days
Filled with ship of pleasure
Drive-in movies
Comic books and blue jeans
Howdy Doody
Baseball cards and birthdays
Take me back
To the world gone away
Memories
Seem like yesterday
Good times, bad times
You know I’ve had my share
When my woman left home with a brown eyed man
But I still don’t seem to care
I didn’t mean to treat you bad
Didn’t know just what I had
But honey now I do
And don’t it make my brown eyes
Don’t it make my brown eyes
Don’t it make my brown eyes blue
Don’t It Make My Brown Eyes Blue – Cystal Gayle
-“BB”-
And baby blue was the color of her eyes
Baby blue like the Colorado skies
Like a breath of spring, she came and left
And I still don’t know why
So here’s to you and whoever holds my baby blue tonight
George Strait - Baby Blue
In the twilight glow i see her
Blue eyes crying in the rain
When we kissed goodbye and parted
I knew we’d never meet again
She walked along on the jagged ridge
She told me she was thinking of me
But every time I tried to take her away
She always ran back to the rocks and the trees
On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound
Leave your cares behind
Come with us and find
The pleasures of a journey
To the center of the mind
Journey to the Center of the Mind – The Amboy Dukes
-“BB”-
Yeah, my mind’s such a sweet thing
I wanna do everything, what a beautiful feeling
We got a groovy kind of love.
Well, I can tell by your smile what you wanna do
See in your eyes you got the feeling too
Come on baby, it’s time to move
'Cause I’ve got something that’s a stone groove
I got love, love, I said love, sweet love
I got love, baby.
Country Joe and the Fish
What you won’t do, do for love
You’ve tried everything, but you don’t give up
In my world, only you
Make me do for love what I would not do
Everything I do,
I do it for you
De do do do de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do de da da da
Their innocence will pull me through
People, you’ve got the power over what we do
You can sit there and wait, or you can pull us through
Come along, sing the song
You know that you can’t go wrong –
'Cause when that morning sun comes beating down
You’re gonna wake up in your town.
But we’ll be scheduled to appear
A thousand miles away from here
The Load-out – Jackson Browne
-“BB”-
People stay just a little bit longer
We want to play, just a little bit longer
Now the promoter don’t mind
And the union don’t mind
If we take a little time
And we leave it all behind and sing
One more song
Oh won’t you stay, just a little bit longer,
Please let me hear you say that you will
Say you will
Longer than
There’ve been fishes in the ocean
Higher than any bird ever flew
Longer than there`ve been
Stars up in the heavens
I’ve been in love with you