Old Man’s Blues

My knees don't bend the way they did last year;

Talks to me louder than my dear;

I poured a drink to keep the dark away;

The dark came in and set down anyway;

One more glass, one more memory;

The bottom of the bottle knows the rest of me;

One more glass, one more memory;

Pour it slow;

Let the old man be;

My phone don't ring unless it's Pam or

The woman

I loved is somewhere over the hill;

I told my dog a secret;

Guess I'll sing this song until the whiskey's gone;

One more glass, one more memory;

The bottom of the bottle knows the rest of me;

One more glass, one more memory;

Pour it slow, let the old man be;

The doctor said, slow down, doc, you're young and sweet;

I'm 90 years too young to admit defeat;

If this glass is half empty, fill it to the top;

I ain't gonna stop;

Till the jukebox stops;

One more glass;

One more memory;

The bottom of the bottle;

Knows the rest of me;

One more glass;

One more memory;

Pour it slow;

Let the old man be;

Just one more;