Those pretty white hairs of yours
That reads me everything that's written
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And teaches me so much about the world
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Those slow steps you take now
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They've already run so much in life
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My dear, my old man, my friend
That life full of stories
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And of wrinkles marked by time
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Memories of old victories
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Are tears cried to the wind
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Your sweet, serene voice calms me
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And offers me shelter and warmth
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It keeps seeping into my soul
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My dear, my old man, my friend
Your past lives in the present
In the experiences you felt
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Of the beautiful things in life
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Your honest smile lifts me
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Your wise advice guides me
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I open my heart and tell you
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My dear, my old man, my friend
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I, I've said almost everything
And almost everything is too little
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Looking at your hair, so pretty
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My dear, my old man, my friend
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Looking at your hair, so pretty
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My dear, my old man, my friend
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Looking at your hair, so pretty
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I open my heart and say
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My dear, my old man, my friend
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Looking at your hair, so pretty
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I open my heart and say
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My dear, my old man, my friend