[male vocals] THAT
OLD
MAN
Yeah
yeah…
Oya,
listen!
One
day,
one
day…
We
go
grow
old,
But
we
go
grow
old
with
joy.
Ehen!
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
whose
leg
is
two
and
three,
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
with
a
walking
stick.
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
hale
and
hearty,
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
that's
happy
and
free.
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
sitting
under
the
tree,
Watching
my
grandchildren
running
around
me.
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
with
a
heart
full
of
peace,
Thanking
the
Lord
for
the
life
He
gave
me.
I
remember
when
I
was
young
and
strong,
Running
through
the
streets,
singing
my
song.
I
had
my
dreams,
I
had
my
plans,
I
believed
someday
I'd
understand.
Life
took
me
through
the
fire
and
rain,
I
knew
some
joy,
I
knew
some
pain.
I
lost
some
friends
along
the
way,
But
I
kept
believing
for
another
day.
Now
I
don't
chase
what
I
cannot
keep,
I
value
the
memories
that
run
so
deep.
Give
me
good
health
and
a
peaceful
mind,
Give
me
loving
people
by
my
side.
Because
time
dey
move,
And
the
years
dey
fly,
Yesterday
is
gone,
Tomorrow
is
nigh.
So
while
I'm
here,
I
go
live
my
life,
With
gratitude
in
my
heart
And
joy
in
my
eyes.
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
whose
leg
is
two
and
three,
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
with
a
walking
stick.
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
hale
and
hearty,
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
that's
happy
and
free.
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
sitting
under
the
tree,
Watching
my
grandchildren
running
around
me.
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
with
a
heart
full
of
peace,
Thanking
the
Lord
for
the
life
He
gave
me.
I
want
to
see
my
children
doing
well,
Building
their
own
homes
and
stories
to
tell.
I
want
to
see
my
grandchildren
grow,
Give
them
some
wisdom
from
the
things
I
know.
I
want
my
house
full
of
laughter
and
song,
People
I
love
gathered
all
along.
No
bitterness,
no
room
for
regret,
Only
memories
I
will
never
forget.
When
the
evening
sun
begins
to
fall,
I'll
sit
outside
and
remember
it
all.
The
roads
I
walked,
the
battles
I
won,
And
thank
my
God
for
the
race
I've
run.
When
I
become
that
old
man,
Don't
pity
me,
my
friend.
I've
lived
my
life,
I've
played
my
part,
With
gratefulness
inside
my
heart.
If
you
see
me
with
my
walking
stick,
Just
smile
and
say, “
Papa,
how
you
dey?”
I'll
raise
my
hand
and
answer
you, “
I'm
still
here,
and
I'm
doing
okay!”
I
don't
need
a
mansion
in
the
sky,
I
just
want
peace
before
I
close
my
eyes.
Let
the
people
around
me
be
sincere,
Let
me
have
my
loved
ones
near.
And
when
my
grandchildren
call
my
name,
I'll
tell
them, “
Life
is
not
a
game.
Love
your
people,
forgive
and
pray,
Do
your
best
while
you
still
have
today.”
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
whose
leg
is
two
and
three,
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
with
a
walking
stick.
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
hale
and
hearty,
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
that's
happy
and
free.
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
sitting
under
the
tree,
Watching
my
grandchildren
running
around
me.
I'm
gonna
be
that
old
man
with
a
heart
full
of
peace,
Thanking
the
Lord
for
the
life
He
gave
me.
Yeah…
One
day,
we
go
grow
old.
But
make
we
grow
old
with
love,
Make
we
grow
old
with
peace,
Make
we
grow
old
with
good
health.
That
old
man…
Hail
and
hearty…
Happy
and
free…
That's
the
man
I'm
gonna
be.
Use
this
please