Lyrics and Music by Sean Kelly

Born a poor man died alone
with no place left to go
left his wife, a jobless soul
to anyone who'd know

67 married years
and 14 on the rocks
listen to the living room
the ticking of the clocks

Bring me babies every year
and teach me all the names
keep their pictures on the walls
in all the silver frames

Don't get sad to see me now
I've figured something out
the longer life the shorter love
will have the chance to doubt

One day when the wind gets strong
a piece of me will fly
far above the memory of me myself and I
cut me loose from everything
that ever really was
show me how to shine a light
so others can live on

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