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The old folks don't talk much |
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They talk so slowly when they do |
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They are rich they are poor |
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Their illusions are gone |
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They share one heart for two |
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Their homes all smell of time |
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Of old photographs and an old fashioned song |
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Though you may live in town, you live so far away |
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When you've lived too long |
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Have they laughed too much |
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Do their dry voices crack talking of things gone by |
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Have they cried too much |
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A tear or two still always seems to cloud the eye |
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They tremble as they watch the old silver clock |
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When day is through, tick tock oh so slow |
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It says yes it says no, it says I wait for you |
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The old folks dream no more |
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Their books have gone to sleep |
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The piano's out of tune |
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The little cat is dead |
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And no more do they sing on a sunday afternoon |
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The old folks move no more |
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Their world become to small |
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Their bodies feel like lead |
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They might look out a window or else sit it a chair |
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Or else they stay in bed |
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And if they still go out arm in arm, arm in arm |
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In the morning chill |
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It's to have a good cry to say their last goodbye |
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To one who's older still |
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And then they go home to the old silver clock |
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When day is through, tick tock so so slow |
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It says yes it says no, it says I wait for you |
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The old folks never die |
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They just put down their heads and go to sleep one day |
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They'll hold each others hands like children in the dark |
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But one will get lost anyway and the other will remain |
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Just sitting in a room which makes no sound |
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It doesn't matter now |
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The song has died away and echo's all around |
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You'll see them as they walk through the sun filled parks |
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Where children run and play |
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It hurst to much to smile it hurts so much |
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But life goes on for still another day |
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As they try to escape the old silver clock |
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When day is through, tick tock oh so slow |
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It says yes it says no, it says I wait for you |
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The old old silver clock that's hanging on the wall |
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That waits for us all |
