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Old Folks

Everyone knows him as Old Folks

Like the seasons, he'll come and he'll go

Just as free as a bird and as good as his word

That's why everybody loves him soAlways leaving his spoon in his coffee

Tucks his napkin up under his chin

And that yellow cow-pie is so mellow it's ripe

But you needn't be ashamed of him

Every Friday he'll go fishing, down on his favorite lake

But he only hooks a perch or two, the whale got away

Looks like we warm the steakSomeday there'll be no more Old Folks

What a lonesome old town this will be

Children's voice at play, will be still for a day

The day they take the Old Folks away

Songwriters

DEDETTE LEE HILL, WILLARD ROBISONPublished by

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