Old Pal

Have you lost your heart, maybe kept your soul.
Have you found your head, maybe gotten too old.
Now you've got your own, and a pretty little wife.
I know that she's gonna love you, I hope you give her your life.
They say that I used to know you, that I don't know you anymore.
You never let it control you, and now you're walking out the door.

Well fare thee well, old buddy old pal.
I'd rather see you gone than to see you being down and out.

There is a reason for everything you see.
This living ain't easy, not a life that's free.
Now you've got your money, and you're taking back the time.
Brewing up a bunch of coffee, staying up all night.
But the nights get lonely, and the river's too cold.
You gotta keep moving, maybe you ain't been told.
That you can't keep running, with your tale between your legs.
Keep the good blood flowing, from your heart to your head.

And fare thee well, old buddy old pal.
I'd rather see you gone than to see you being down and out.

Well fare the well, old buddy old pal.
I'd rather see you gone than to see you being down and out.

Fare the well, old buddy old pal.
I'd rather see you gone than to see you being down and out.