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John Denver Lyrics for Song: Old Folks
 Lyrics for Album: Whose Garden Was This [1970]
 
 
 
 8060>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 too 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
 
 in the morning chill
 
 its to have a good cry
 
 to say their last goodbye
 
 to one who's older still
 
 and then they go home
 
 to the old silver clock
 
 when day is through
 
 tick tocks oh so slow
 
 it says yes it says no
 
 it says I wait for you
 
 
 
 the old folks never die
 
 they just put down their heads
 
 and go to sleep one day
 
 they will hold each others hands
 
 like children in the dark
 
 but one will get lost anyway
 
 and the other will remain
 
 just sitting in a room
 
 which makes no sound
 
 it doesn't matter now
 
 the song has died away
 
 and echoes all around
 
 
 
 you'll see them as they walk
 
 through the sun filled parks
 
 where children run and play
 
 it hurst too much to smile
 
 it hurts so much
 
 but life goes on for still another day
 
 as they try to escape the old silver clock
 
 when day is through
 
 tick tocks oh so slow
 
 it says yes it says no
 
 it says I wait for you
 
 
 
 the old old silver clock
 
 thats hanging on the wall
 
 that waits for us all
 
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  John Denver
 "Whose Garden Was This [1970]"
 
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