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Old Folks - Ernestine Anderson
Everyone knows him as old folks
Like the seasons he'll come and he'll go
Just as free as a bird
And as good as his word
That's why everybody loves him so
Always leaving his spoon in his coffee
Tucks his napkin up under his chin
And his own corn cob pipe is so mellow
Hits right
But you needn't be ashamed of him
In the evenings after supper
What stories he tells
How he held his speech
At Gettysburg for Lincoln that day
You know I know that one so well
We don't know understand about old folks
Did he fight for the blue or the gray
But he's so democratic and so diplomatic
We always let him have his way
Some day there gona be no more old folks
What a lonely old world this will be
Children's voices
At play be still for one day
The day they day take old folks away
