[00:00.00]Old Folks - Ronnie Milsap/Mike Reid
[00:16.60]He's always up and out of bed
[00:20.13]Before the morning comes*
[00:24.00]He mumbles and he grumbles
[00:27.25]About all that must be done
[00:32.19]There's eighty years of memories
[00:35.54]That rattle in his head
[00:39.76]Whiskey and cigars that
[00:42.61]He keeps stashed beside his bed
[00:47.20]He believes the world went straight to hell
[00:51.32]When Brooklyn lost the Dodgers
[00:55.31]Some say that he's lost his mind
[00:59.00]Some call him an old codger
[01:03.62]Oh but he's just old folks old folks
[01:12.92]Blessed is the child of yesterday
[01:20.81]Love those old folks
[01:28.20]And with a little luck
[01:30.06]And the lord to see us through
[01:36.10]One day we will be old folks too
[01:51.93]She used to bake the sweetest pies
[01:55.79]I swear I ever ate
[01:59.71]I'd steal the batter from the bowl
[02:03.65]'Cause I could never wait
[02:07.53]But now her hands are bent
[02:10.06]And sore; arthritis rages wild
[02:15.25]But you would never know
[02:17.85]They hurt the way she always smiles
[02:22.84]She believes the world is good
[02:25.64]And kind but would love warmer weather
[02:31.02]And her grandkids are perfect
[02:34.49]Though sometimes they forget her
[02:39.38]All because she's old folks she's old folks
[02:48.87]Blessed is the child of yesterday
[02:56.73]Love those old folks
[03:03.77]And with a little luck
[03:05.91]And the lord to see us through
[03:11.91]One day we will be old folks too
[03:23.70]Oh with a little luck
[03:27.23]And the lord to see us through
[03:33.43]One day we will be old folks too