Letra de Talking Old Soldiers
Why? Hello, he said "Can I buy you another glass of wine, my dear?" "Thank you, son, that's kind of you It's so nice to know somebody cares"These days, there's so much goin' on I don't think nobody really wants to know I may reach just and ol' has been a some But I know how it feels to grow oldYeah, I guess that's right You can find me here most in a night Just lookin' 'round the rooms Starin' at the walls and the lightsIt's funny, I remember, oh, five or six years ago I'd say I'd stand right here at this bar with my friends who passed away And drink three times the wine I can drink today I know how it feels to grow oldI know what they're sayin', son There goes an old frenzy broad again Well, I may be mad at that, but I've seen enough To make a young man go out his brainsHow the hell do they know What it's like to have a graveyard as a friend? 'Cause that's where they all are boy, all of them It don't seem likely I'll have those kinds of friends againI sure do hate, you'll have to go But it's been great talkin' to you And how about see you The next time you're passin' through?You know it, it's like I sayin' There's so much goin' on I don't really think nobody wants to know But you keep well, my friendAnd don't give another thought on me 'Cause I'm gonna ignore all the rest I've got my memories Hmm-mm-hmm-mm-mm