Old

And the same thing comes from us

And then the same thing comes from us

Old have memories to keep them cold away

What is that you say?

No sense to dwell

Old, are you ridiculed and turned away

No attention paid

I thought as much

Yes, and the dumb patriots have their say

Only see their way

Nothing to sell

And then from us, so obvious

Preposterous, when you think

Of the time that each has spent

Words heaven-sent and truly meant to show

Old, may I sit down here and learn today?

I'll hear all you say

Won't go away

And then from us, so obvious

Preposterous, when you think

Of the time that each has spent

Words heaven-sent and truly meant to show