Somewhere Old And Of This World

Standing on the corner looking like 1923
A man in old suit standing tall as a sycamore tree
He pulled a banjo out of an old case and started to play
His thumping became thunder till I had to say

Baby I dig that ole time man he's really something
Look at his gold watch and shoe shine
I like the way that he's got his hair parted
I think I know him for a long time
Play that old time song
Say again where did you come from..

He travels light he's got his sight set on tomorrow
He thinks it's right to pay today and not borrow too much sorrow..

See that man skin smooth as silver on the street
Getting deeper going closer when he speaks
Somewhere old and of this world we are standing with
Somewhere old and of this world we find hidden gifts.