The Old Man

The old man sat up in his bed alone Tired and hurt by his pain Not wanting to face the breaking day Not wanting to do it again He tried to push the memories away And think of happy things But he was tired of this Old World And the ache that it brings As he looked around his rumpled room His life looked back at him The elusive will to live was gone And every thought was dim For you see, he lived a dreamer’s life A life that always seemed That everything he ever tried or did Was caught up in his dreams He was going to do all things right His Life would be a breeze But when the final act was played It brought him to his knees The one he loved the most in life The one he gave his heart She Slowly pulled away from him And left him in the dark Alone and broken, ashamed and sad He knew she wanted more He could see it in her eyes and thoughts As she walked out the door Maybe tomorrow he reasoned aloud They will find me dead All I have to do to make it true Is put a bullet in my head But I’m not going to do it that way That crazy lousy ***** If I hadn’t married and thought it out Today I would be rich Hell, I’d be in partying in Vegas rollin and shooting the dice with A girl on each of my arms I wouldn’t even think twice I will look and find me happiness I can find me another Young, bouncy, kinda dumb A lover undercover Why the heck did I stay so long She ought to be thankin me Try getting that boob job now And you called me crazy