6 acessos
Somewhere on the old Kern River there's an old cane pole
That waits for mepatientlythis city job might drag me down
But one fine day I'm gonna be set freewait and see
And then I'm gonna go down to where the waters touch the sky
Where the old men's laughter goes like a lullaby
Sixty five c'mon sixty fiveit's a sin to waste my life away
But I can't wait till I'm sixty five c'mon sixty five
There's a gold watch if I get out alivepast sixty five
Now somewhere in my memories I recall a boy
Seventeenfull of dreamsdreams and life just stripped away
A layer at a time now what's leftain't hardly me
Oh but I saved up a little here and there to get me by
Enough to mend my ragged wings and once again I'll fly
Sixty five c'mon sixty fiveit's a sin to waste my life away
But I can't wait till I'm sixty five c'mon sixty five
Lord the object of the games is to survivepast sixty five
I've heard it said that hard work never did a body's body
Any harmwell they were wrongcause all these years of lifting things
I should of left alone took their tollmy will was strong
And the day that I walk out of here I'll hold my head up high
Then I'll pawn this stupid watch and kiss thirty years goodbye
Now somewhere on the old Kern River there's an old cane pole
That waits for mepatiently