Talking old soldiers

Why hello, say can I buy you another glass of beer Well thanks a lot that's kind of you, it's nice to know you care These days there's so much going on No one seems to want to know I may be just an old soldier to some But I know how it feels to grow old Yeah that's right, you can see me here most every night You'll always see me staring at the walls and at the lights Funny I remember oh it's years ago I'd say I'd stand at that bar with my friends who've passed away And drink three times the beer that I can drink today Yes I know how it feels to grow old I know what they're saying son There goes old man Joe again Well I may be mad at that I've seen enough To make a man go out his brains Well do they know what it's like To have a graveyard as a friend `Cause that's where they are boy, all of them Don't seem likely I'll get friends like that again Well it's time I moved off But it's been great just listening to you And I might even see you next time I'm passing through You're right there's so much going on No one seems to want to know So keep well, keep well old friend And have another drink on me Just ignore all the others you got your memories You got your memories