Old Folks (Remastered)

作词:Brau,Jacques Brel,Mort Shuman

作曲:Brau,Jacques Brel,Mort Shuman

所属专辑:Whose Garden Was This

歌词

Old Folks (Remastered) - John Denver

作词:John Denver Brau/Jacques Brel/Mort Shuman

作曲:Brau/Jacques Brel/Mort Shuman

The old folks

don't talk much

They talk so slowly when they do

They are rich they are poor

Their illusions are gone

They share one heart for two

Their homes all smell of time

Of old photographs

And an old fashioned song

Though you may live in town

You live so far away

When you've lived

too long

Have they laughed too much

Do their dry voices crack

Talking of things gone by

Have they cried too much

A tear or two still always seems

To cloud the eye

They tremble as they watch

the old silver clock

When day is through

Tick tock oh so slow

It says yes it says no

It says

I wait for you

The old folks dream no more

Their books have gone to sleep

The piano's out of tune

The little cat is dead

And no more do they sing

on a sunday afternoon

The old folks move no more

Their world become to small

Their bodies feel like lead

They might look out a window

Or else sit it a chair

Or else they stay in bed

And if they still go out

Arm in arm arm in arm

In the morning chill

Its to have a good cry

To say their last goodbye

To one who's older still

And then they go home

To the old silver clock

When day is through

Tick tock so so slow

It says yes it says no

It says

I wait for you

The old folks never die

They just put down their heads

And go to sleep one day

They will hold each others hands

Like children in the dark

But one will get lost anyway

And the other will remain

Just sitting in a room

Which makes no sound

It doesn't matter now

The song has died away

And echo's all around

You'll see them as they walk

Through the sun filled parks

Where children run and play

It hurst to much to smile

It hurts so much

But life goes on

for still another day

As they try to escape

the old silver clock

When day is through

Tick tock oh so slow

It says yes it says no

It says I wait for you

The old

old silver clock

Thats hanging on the wall

That waits for us all

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