The Lonely and the Old

It’s sad, just a shame, there’s really no one to blame most times we just can’t catch a break
It’s a fact, just the truth, we’re all hanging onto our youth but old father time just keeps ticking away
When we going back to old Caroline
When we going back home to stay
‘Cause I know a place where the breeze still blows For the lonely and the old
We’ve been told to settle down, this ain’t that kind of town
but who are they to tell us how to live
Cause we’re stubborn, set in our ways, and no matter what it pays this work that I do is all I know
We’ve been hustled, we’ve been scammed, makes it hard to give a damn Just a single voice in a sea of anger
so we pack it up, we ride away, live to sing another day
these songs weren’t made for collecting dust