He remembers times when the little light shined
In the room of his son,
Now he sits and dreams of retirement schemes,
Counts the trophies that he’s won
Jokerman, I can see your smile is fading,
Can you laugh away the pain?
An older man, do you see your heart is changing?
Should you stay and play the game for one more day?
In his younger days he had a childish way,
He could always make me smile,
But years bring tears and life is not the same,
I can see it in his eyes
Written by Dave Tough © 1999
Contact: Dave Tough * 5801 Tee Pee Trace * Cane Ridge, Tennessee