Tonalité : F major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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He's always up and
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out of bed before the morning comes
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He mumbles and he grumbles
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about all that must be done.
There's 80 years of memories
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that rattle in his head,
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Whiskey and cigar s that he
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keeps stashed beside his bed.
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He believes the world
went straight to hell
When
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Brooklyn lost the
Dodgers
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Some say that he's a lost his mind
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Some call him an old codger
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Oh, but he's just
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Oh, folks
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Oh, folks
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Blessing is the child of yesterday
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Love those old folks,
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cause we're the little luck in the
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Lord to see us through.
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One day we will be old folks too.
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ś used to bake the sweetest pies
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ś I swear I ever ate
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ś I'd steal the batter from the bowl
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Because I could never wait
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But now her hands are bent and sore, arthritis rages wild,
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but you would never know she hurts
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the way she always smiles.
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She believes the world is good and kind,
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but would love warmer weather.
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And her grandkids are perfect,
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though sometimes they forget her.
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Oh, because she's old, folks.
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She's old, folks.
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Blessed is the child of yesterday.
Yeah.
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Love those old folks
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Cause with a little luck
And the
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Lord to see us through
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One day we will be
Old folks too
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With a little luck and the
F#
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Lord to see us through
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One day we will be old folks too
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