OLD MAN LIVES (lyrical)

How many songs does an old man sing,
When he’s sitting on a bench, and watching the scene.
Youthful girls passing by, older gentlemen fly.
I want to be young again.

Oh what I couldn’t do and didn’t do, 
I should’ve done but it won’t be long
before the judgement comes my way,
What I should’ve done, I didn’t do, 
now it won’t be long before I join
my loved ones who passed away

I’ve lived my life and I’ve seen too much
But the grace of God has been my luck
One day I’ll do this, but I can’t say that
But what I’ve done I regret

Oh what I couldn’t do and didn’t do, 
I should’ve done but it won’t be long
before the judgement comes my way,
What I should’ve done, I didn’t do, 
now it won’t be long before I join
my loved ones who passed away

–INSTRUMENTAL–

Sweet relief of the daily grind
Of living, smiling all the time
Yes, I wish for less, I wish for more
But too many days played the whore

Oh what I couldn’t do and didn’t do, 
I should’ve done but it won’t be long
before the judgement comes my way,
What I should’ve done, I didn’t do, 
now it won’t be long before I join
my loved ones who passed away

Oh what I couldn’t do and didn’t do, 
I should’ve done but it won’t be long
before the judgement comes my way,
What I should’ve done, I didn’t do, 
now it won’t be long before I join
my loved ones who passed away

How many songs does an old man sing,
When he’s sitting on a bench, and watching the scene.
Youthful girls passing by, older gentlemen fly.
In the next life I’ll be young again.

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