"People Get Old" Someone said "Youth is wasted on the young" I spilled every last drop of time that summer in the sun My daddy had a Timex watch Cigarette in his hand and a mouthful of scotch Spinnin' me around like a tilt-a-whirl on his arm Houses need paint, winters bring snow You kids, come on in before your supper gets cold Collection plates and daddy's billfold And that's how it goes You live long enough, people get old I sat up right beside him in the cab of that truck Goin' thirty miles-an-hour down a side road talkin' 'bout the fish we caught And I'm older now than he was then If I could go back in time, I would in a second To his beat-up blue jeans and a t-shirt with the sleeves cut off Houses need paint, winters bring snow Kids growin' up and sneakin' out the window Hittin' every small-town dirt road And that's how it goes You live long enough and people get old Yeah, people get old Daddy keeps busy in the afternoons playin' cards by himself And he shouldn't be shovelin' that first snow, but you know he won't take the help Full of pride and love, he don't say too much but hell, he never did And you still think he's forty-five and he still thinks that you're a kid One day you'll find yourself sayin' the things that he said You'll be walkin' up the hallway, turnin' off every light switch When you twirl your kids in your arms Before you know it, it won't take too long They'll be runnin' off makin' a life just like you did Houses need paint, winters bring snow Nothin' says "love" like a band of gold Babies grow up and houses get sold And that's how it goes Time is a thief, pain is a gift The past is the past, it is what it is Every line on your face tells a story somebody knows That's just how it goes You live long enough and the people you love get old
How is this song not on the radio? This is gold!
Who doesn't love Lori McKenna.
Folks, songwriting rarely gets better than this.
Lori McKenna: a national treasure.
Great story-telling/song-writing. Love your voice. I didn’t want the song to end.
At 74 Yea we all get old
I discovered Lori McKenna recently. She's a storyteller.
I'm not crying....
I am
Amazing song!! Can’t stop playing it
Brilliant artist. Wise words from her own life experience, as most of her songs are
SUCH A GREAT SONG
God what a song.
Kudos to Bob Mallory for the audio. Mark's accompaniment was captured spectacularly well.
This is so damn beautiful
Time marches on, This song is so honest and true
Simple arrangement carrying an incredibly powerful story….best song ever!
This song is on repeat in my head.. So great!
This is simply fabulous.
Lori McKenna: sings my heart, my life 💕
I'm not crying you're crying.
snitches get stitches
Gets me every time....
Best songwriter ever!
She is a national treasure
Oh my gosh.... deeply emotional song!
Goosebumps❤❤❤
Excellent.
Relatable, great song!
Speechless...just a treasure of a song
whoa. off the dial. great song, and what a huge guitar sound--I keep looking for the 12-string
Love this beauty of a song.
Very, very, good. Thank you.
Coffee Country and Cody (via WSM Nashville) brought me here - great song, as well as Mark Erelli's stellar accompaniment.
♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️😎🎙🎸🎼
"People Get Old"
Someone said "Youth is wasted on the young"
I spilled every last drop of time that summer in the sun
My daddy had a Timex watch
Cigarette in his hand and a mouthful of scotch
Spinnin' me around like a tilt-a-whirl on his arm
Houses need paint, winters bring snow
You kids, come on in before your supper gets cold
Collection plates and daddy's billfold
And that's how it goes
You live long enough, people get old
I sat up right beside him in the cab of that truck
Goin' thirty miles-an-hour down a side road talkin' 'bout the fish we caught
And I'm older now than he was then
If I could go back in time, I would in a second
To his beat-up blue jeans and a t-shirt with the sleeves cut off
Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Kids growin' up and sneakin' out the window
Hittin' every small-town dirt road
And that's how it goes
You live long enough and people get old
Yeah, people get old
Daddy keeps busy in the afternoons playin' cards by himself
And he shouldn't be shovelin' that first snow, but you know he won't take the help
Full of pride and love, he don't say too much but hell, he never did
And you still think he's forty-five and he still thinks that you're a kid
One day you'll find yourself sayin' the things that he said
You'll be walkin' up the hallway, turnin' off every light switch
When you twirl your kids in your arms
Before you know it, it won't take too long
They'll be runnin' off makin' a life just like you did
Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Nothin' says "love" like a band of gold
Babies grow up and houses get sold
And that's how it goes
Time is a thief, pain is a gift
The past is the past, it is what it is
Every line on your face tells a story somebody knows
That's just how it goes
You live long enough and the people you love get old
Yep....Nice Song....However, the only thing that gets old is the body...not the mind, unless you give in. Stay young forever !!!
Anyone know what tuning she is in?
DADGAD (i think)
@@carlsmith9108 Yep I second that, and I see her capo is on the 6th fret, so she tuned down a half step.
Whoa...I stand corrected... Mark's capoed up 1 (didn't catch that at first) - guess they're playing in A flat.
The Female Version of John Prine
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