How old do you think I am? he said.
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I said, well, I didnt know.
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He said, I turned 65 about 11 months ago.
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I was sittin in miami pourin blended whiskey down
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When this old gray black gentleman was cleanin up the lounge
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There wasnt anyone around cept this old man and me
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The guy who ran the bar was watchin ironsides on tv
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Uninvited, he sat down and opened up his mind
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On old dogs and children and watermelon wine
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Ever had a drink of watermelon wine? he asked
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He told me all about it, though I didnt answer back
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Aint but three things in this world thats worth a solitary dime,
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But old dogs and children and watermelon wine.
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He said, women think about they-selves, when menfolk aint around.
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And friends are hard to find when they discover that youre down.
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He said, I tried it all when I was young and in my natural prime;
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Now its old dogs and children and watermelon wine.
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Old dogs care about you even when you make mistakes;
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God bless little children while theyre still too young to hate.
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When he moved away I found my pen and copied down that line
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Bout old dogs and children and watermelon wine.
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I had to catch a plane up to atlanta that next day
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As I left for my room I saw him pickin up my change
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That night I dreamed in peaceful sleep of shady summertime
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Of old dogs and children and watermelon wine.
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Old Cape Cod
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John Prine |