"Talking Old Soldiers" lyrics

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 wanna 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, yeah

Well, it's time I moved off
But it's been great just listening to you
And I might even see ya 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