Rock on, rock your blues away
Oh, rockin' chairs help
pass the time of day
Your kids have gone their way,
it's the price you pay
Holdin' in the way is here to stay
There ain't gonna be no chance
to turn around
There's more yesterdays
than tomorrows left now
And when your number's called,
the lid on your casket falls
There's no more crying,
no more dying,
for you, you know
So let those old memories
come on around
Well, they're all you gotta
hang on to now
Hair is white as snow
Your old mind just comes and goes
But it can't bring back the thing but
memories
Rock on, the new home you have found
Is a run -down apartment
in the cheapest part town.
Give everything you own
for those old -timey friends back home.
One last look at the hills
is where you used to roam
So let those old memories
come on around
Well, they're all you gotta
hang on to now
Paris white as snow,
your old mind just comes and goes
But it can't bring back a
thing but memor ies
Yes, let those old memories
come on around
Till it's time to lay your
tired old body down
And he will gently bid you come
Where no partying's song to sound
And all your cryin' and all your dyin'
will be done