Well, I wake in the night and I write about what we went through I've been lying for weeks Got this new piano and it's older my dad But it sings the way I think so I stay at home and
And I get in and out some of these Oh, I'd rather below this old red tree But I get tired, yeah, seen too much
I ain't got a to my name, full of stories I am I ramble on about and her and her were two of them, one left and one died
One year in the life, you know I lost But I found a new in the women I belong to They make me tired, yeah, I've too much
Oh, I ain't never been so alone and I never so cold I swear that I want more than I want gold I'd trade it all for one more story you Or one more kiss her, one more year innocent
And there was a time not so long ago I knew I had the world Oh, I it close, close enough to let me go And it made me tired, yeah, I've seen too Oh yeah, I've seen too
Oh, I say Oh, I say
My past swings away from me as I swing beneath this old red Been here for years now And I swung through their and weddings And love to the women I belong to
And my mother's getting old, she watches winters as we age Who does she to I bet she's tired, bet seen too much I'm tired, I know I've seen too
I'm tired, yeah, seen too much Oh, I'm tired, yeah, I've seen too Yeah, Im