Old Man

Old man sleeping the hot day away, While he dreams a thousand yesterdays. 'Cause he's had so many come his way. All he cares about is somewhere to lay his head tomorrow. Old man sits and thinks about his home. Doesn't matter 'cause he's all alone. What he'd give to get back on his own. Curses his body 'cause it's old and it gives no transportation. He sits in his one room shack alone but it provides no consolation. What a shame, His time is nearing. His eyes won't let him see The skies are clearing. Someone tells him Without his hearing. It's no news to those who've been around While things are changing. --- Old Man - ZZ Top