Why, hello, say, can I buy you another glass of beer?
Well, thanks a lot, this kind of view
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
I know how it feels to grow old
Yeah, that's right
You can see me here most nights
You'll always see me staring
At the walls and at the lights
Funny, I remember
Oh, it's years ago
I'd say, oh, it's years ago
Hey, I'd stand at that bar
With my friends who passed away
And drink three times the beer
That I can drink today
Yes, I know how it feels to grow old
I know how it feels to grow old
I know what they're saying, son
There goes old Matt Joe again
Well, I may be mad at that machine 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 all, all of it
Don't seem like it's the end of the world

Luckily, 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, old friend
And have another drink on me, yeah
Just ignore all the others
You've got your memories
Bye-bye, old friend
Bye-bye, old friend