Old Folks

Album cover art for "Old Folks" by Kenny Rogers

Kenny Rogers - Pop

Old Folks

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Everybody knows him as old folks Like the seasons he comes and he goes Just as free as a bird and as good as it were That's why we all love him so Always leaving his spoon in his coffee Tucks his napkin up under his chin And that old corn cob pipe Well, It's so mellow it's right But still you're not ashamed of him Every Friday he goes fishing Down by the lake But he only caught a perch or two, a whale got away Guess, I'd better warm a steak Someday there's gonna be no more old folks What a lonesome old town this would be Children's voices at play Will be still for a day The day they take old folks away

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  • Willard Robison