gene watson - the old man and his horn lyrics
the old man told his story
about the years gone by
how he played his h-rn down in new orleans
in some old dingy dive
“i knew ’em all back then.” he said
as he reached out for his h-rn
he closed his eyes and wet his lips
then the blues were born.
he played with so much feelin’
tears came from his eyes
he stopped and reminisced a bit
and then he gave a sigh!
said, “you know, i almost made it
but that was before your time
dixieland, po’ folks blues
scatman jack and wine.”
slapped his knee and gave a grin
it sure was good back then
reaching for his h-rn on the floor
placed it in an old towsack
that hung across his back
he said “goodbye!”
and shuffled out the door.
enthused by what he told me
i never got his name
so, i called the waitress over
and started to explain
a tired old man – his tarnished h-rn
mem’ries of years gone by
how he played his h-rn and reminisced
smiled with tear-dimmed eyes.
she said you are mistaken
there’s been no one but you
but i know who you’re talkin’ ’bout
i used to know him, too
you’ll find him down on basin street
in back of an old churchyard
a stone that reads, “rest in peace”
i tried but it sure was hard.”
slapped his knee and gave a grin
it sure was good back then
reaching for his h-rn on the floor
placed it in an old towsack
that hung across his back
he said “goodbye!”
and shuffled out the door
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