Fureys The Old Man
The tears have all been shed now
We've said our last goodbyes
His soul's been blessed, he's laid to rest
and it's now I feel alone.
He was more than just a father,
a teacher, my best friend
and he can still be heard in the tunes we shared when
we played them on our own.
I never will forget him,
For he made me what I am.
Though he may be gone,
Memories linger on.
And I miss him,
The old man.
As a boy he'd take me walking by mountain field and
stream,
And he'd show me things not known to kings
A secret between him and me.
Like the colours of the pheasant
as he rises in the dawn.
And how to fish and make a wish
beside the holy tree.
I never will forget him,
For he made me what I am.
Though he may be gone,
Memories linger on.
And I miss him,
The old man.
I thought he'd live forever
He seemed so big and strong.
But the minutes fly and the years rolled by
for a father and a son.
And suddenly when it happened
there was so much left unsaid.
No second chance to tell him thanks
for everything he'd done.
Oh I never will forget him,
For he made me what I am.
Though he may be gone,
Memories linger on.
I miss him,
My old man.
