The Old Man

The Old Man - John McDermott

Written by：Phil Coulter

The tears have all been shed now

We've said our last goodbyes

His souls been blessed

He's laid to rest

And it's now I feel alone

He was more than just the father

My teacher my best friend

He can still be heard

In the tunes we shared

When we play them on our own

I never will forget him

For he made me what I am

Though he may be gone

Memories linger on

And I miss him

The old man

As a boy he'd take me walking

By mountain field and stream

And he showed me things

Not known to kings

And secret between him and me

Like the colors of the pheasant

As he rises in the dawn

How to fish

And make a wish

Beside the holly tree

I never will forget him

For he made me what I am

Though he may be gone

Memories linger on

And I miss him

The old man

I thought he'd live forever

He seemed so big and strong

But the minutes fly

And the years roll by

For a father and his son

And suddenly when it happened

There was so much left

Unsaid

No second chance

To tell him thanks

For everything he's done

Oh I never will forget him

For he made me what I am

Though he may be gone

Memories linger on

And I miss him

The old man