Well I’m getting older without a wife
I been getting older all my life
Tell me if it’d be all right
If I stay here with you?

People come and people go,
Some go quick and some go slow,
I guess sometimes it’s hard to know
What town you should live in.

I don’t like the songs I write
But I guess I’ll just keep on triying
Even though the money’s tight,
‘cause I don’t like yours either.

I think I stole this melody from your dad,
But I don’t think that he’d be mad,
Because he always said the boy ain’t bad,
I love to hear him play guitar.

Anybody can make a living
But what’s the point if you’re not giving
Somebody something they can grow up with
You gotta let go sometiems.

Well I don’t know how I got here,
How did you get over there?
Nothing’s free and nothing’s fair,
Sometimes I wish I didn’t care.

Sunny days are few and far,
Hardly ever see the stars,
Spending too much time in bars,
That’s living in the city.

Well I don’t know but I been told
You never slow down you’ll never grow old
But someday we all turn to mold
And I thank god for that.

Home is someplace in my dreams,
Far away and warm it seems
I only hope that there might be
Somebody waiting there for me.

Well I tried to write a happy song
But once again somehow I went wrong
But maybe you can sing along
If you like it anyway.