Old Man 歌词

He walks a lonely road, looking at the wayside The trees, the leaves, the bushes in the Sun With his hand raised, he'd stare and look at me from where He was born many years ago Now he slowly walks toward me, my admiration for him tells me There's something mystic deep inside He stands before me, smiling, his eyes squint with his aging I find it hard to say the words I feel In the summer, we'd go down to the river's hunting ground And watch the world go by, such lazy days With his fishing pole and line, he'd search with eyes that shine For the silent life that glides beneath the water Stand beside him, wondering why people seem to spurn him He needs to be respected, can't they see? With my hand on his shoulder, he's a man, so much older I say to him with tears in my eyes I say: Old man, you look so fine and grand You look so wise, I see it in your eyes Old man, please take my hand And show me the way to carry on The stories he has told of him in days of old Make my life seem tame and unreal He remembers the wars, the poverty they caused He lost his home and most of his possessions Oh, but now it's in the past, he waits until at last He can leave us all to carry on I hope in years to come, I have left for some Half the tales, he tells me here today So they say: Old man, you look so fine and grand You look so wise, I see it in your eyes Old man, please take my hand And show me the way to carry on Old man, you look so fine and grand You look so wise, I see it in your eyes Old man, please take my hand And show me the way to carry on Old man, you look so fine and grand You look so wise Old man, please take my hand And show me