A Place To Stay

Throw that idiot out of here, He drops his ash into our beer Dribbles on the cards we play Listens to everything we say Won't leave when we tell him to go away. He is unpleasant to be near, Throw that Old Man out of here Where will that Old Man stay? Now that you have sent him away. The Pub is his temporary home. This old bloke is all alone, Alone in the city, Without a friend. It's a pity, He is nearing the end Of a lifetime of working For a living. Forgiving those that do not understand Life does not always go to plan. Maybe one day not too far away, They will not have a place to stay.