Malcolm & Alwyn Growing Old
Close your eyes my child
It's been a long hard day
Your mummy says you're much too rough
When you're out at play
I was just a little boy like you are
But I was a rebel at my school
Sticking bubble gum down the inkwell
And writing silly rhymes upon my rule
Goodbye my dear Father
You've lived a good long life
But you left us all much too quickly
My, my, my how time flies
Still never mind my faithful Mother
Dry those heartbroken tears
I'll do the best that I can dear
But I can never bring you back
Those fifty happy hears
Time must go on
Like the sun must surely sink from the sky
Time waits not for any man
Comes the day we must all say goodbye
We're all subject to the same
And time it's creeping still
Though we pretend it just doesn't happen that way
the hours we just live to fill
Goodbye my dear Father
We're all traveling down your road
No matter how we may struggle
Every one of us is surely growing old