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Old Folks

アーティスト:John Denver  アルバム:Whose Garden Was This  作詞:BREL JACQUES ROMAIN G  作曲:BREL JACQUES ROMAIN G/CORTI JEAN/JOUANNEST GERARD EMILE 

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The old folks don't talk much They talk so slowly when they do They are rich they are poor Their illusions are gone They share one heart for two Their homes all smell of time Of old photographs and an old fashioned song Though you may live in town You live so far away when you've lived too long Have they laughed too much Do their dry voices crack talking of things gone by have they cried too much A tear or two still always seems To cloud the eye They tremble as they watch the old silver clock When day is through tick tock oh so slow It says yes it says no It says I wait for you The old folks dream no more Their books have gone to sleep the piano's out of tune the little cat is dead and no more do they sing on a sunday afternoon The old folks move no more Their world become to small their bodies feel like lead they might look out a window or else sit it a chair or else they stay in bed and if they still go out arm in arm, arm in arm


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