Bettye Lavette Talking Old Soldiers lyrics

While hello he said
"Can I buy you another glass of wine, my dear?"
"Thank you son, that's kind of you
It's so nice to know somebody cares"

These days there's so much goin' on
I don't think nobody really wants to know
I may reach just an ol' has been a some
But I now how it feels to grow old

Yeah, I guess that's right
You can find me here most in a night
Just lookin' 'round the rooms
Starin' at the walls and the lights

It's funny I remember, oh, five or six years ago I'd say
I'd stand right here at this bar with my friends who passed away
And drink three times the wine I can drink today
Yup, I know how it feels to grow old

I know what they're sayin' son
There goes an old frenzy broad again
Well, I may be mad at that but I've seen enough

To make a young man go out his brains

How the hell do they know
What it's like to have a graveyard as a friend?
'Cause that's where they all are boy, all of them
It don't seem likely I'll have those kinds of friends again

I showed you hate, you have to go
But it's been great talkin' to you
And how about see you
The next time you're passin' through

You know it, it's like I sayin'
There's so much goin' on
I don't really think nobody wants to know
But you keep well my friend

And don't give another thought on me
'Cause I'm gonna ignore all the rest
I've got my memories