Old Man

Albert Hammond Jr.

Compositor: Albert Hammond Jr.

My old man
How you been?
What do you make
Of world events?
Do I regret
The times I said
That I can’t stand
My old man
(That's right)

Foreign lands (foreign lands)
And arguments (arguments)
The bullet wounds (bullet wounds)
In self defense (self defense)
A heavy door
A lot like yours
It didn’t go well
But I was tryna help

Time don’t make it better, no
Just makes the feeling grow
Don’t you know the tables turn on you
When you get old

My old man
Understands
Only praise. Compliments
There’s a child
In disguise
Please be kind
Just this time

(Ah-ah)

Time don’t make it better, no
Just makes the feeling grow
Don’t you know the tables turn on you
When you get old

Time don’t make it better, no
Just makes the feeling grow
Don’t you know the tables turn on you
When you get old

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