I hadn't seen the boy in fifteen years
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He had lines that said he cried a rainbow of tears
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He left one day before his late night drives
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He said everybody's gotta make a sacrifice
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So he replaced the old girl for a boat named Jen
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He thought if anyone could love her
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Well he was the man
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He said my only fear is growing old alone
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I've gotta get a lover for this telephone
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It doesn't matter if my number's gone when I'm young
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But I don't want to grow old alone
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Till the day Jen sunk she gave him love so true
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She was appraised at fifty-one grand or two
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It didn't matter that she took every dime that he had
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He had to get off the water and live by the land
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He said my only fear is growing old alone
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I've gotta get a lover for this telephone
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It doesn't matter if my number's gone when I'm young
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But I don't want to grow old alone
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When I spoke about Jen a tear flowed from his eye
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It was the first and last time I saw a grown man cry
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He said believe it or not I'm not scared to die
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But I don't want to grow old alone
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He said my only fear is growing old alone
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I've gotta get a lover for this telephone
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It doesn't matter if my number's gone when I'm young
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But I don't want to grow old alone
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Ken's Song
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| Chantal Kreviazuk |
