When I was not more than a wee young lad
life was good and I was seldom sad
Thoughts turned to the girl next door
baseball games and so little more

My first kiss and my first car
the first drive inn movie
where I didn't get far

My first true love my first real job
my first son I named him Bob

Then came a time when work had to be done
put food on the table and play with my son

Pay the bills and save for school
I'm not quite so young
and not quite so cool

My son now has a girl of his own
once in a while
he calls on the phone

As for myself I sit and think
of those days when life was pink
Now I'm not young and I'm not cool
I feel more like a lonely old fool

But now as my life nears it's end
I ask you if you would be an old mans friend
not too close just out of reach
for these life lessons
I'm here to teach