Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah [Verse] Everyone knows him as "old folks" Like the seasons, he'll come and he'll go Just as free as a bird, and as good as his word That's why everybody loves him so, mmm Always leaving his spoon in his coffee Puts his napkin under, oh, his chin And that yellow cob pipe It's so mellow, it's right You needn't be ashamed of him [Bridge] Every Friday he'd go fishing Way down on Buzzard's Bay But he'd only hook a perch or two "A whale got away" So, so we warmed up the steak, yeah [Outro] Oh, oh, oh, someday there'll be no more old folks What a lonely old town this will be Children's voices at play Will be still for a day The day they take old folks away