| How old do you think I am? |
| he said.
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| I said, well, I didnt know.
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| He said, I turned 65 about 11 months ago.
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| I was sittin in miami pourin blended whiskey down
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| When this old gray black gentleman was cleanin up the lounge
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| There wasnt anyone around cept this old man and me
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| The guy who ran the bar was watchin ironsides on tv
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| Uninvited, he sat down and opened up his mind
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| On old dogs and children and watermelon wine
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| Ever had a drink of watermelon wine? |
| he asked
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| He told me all about it, though I didnt answer back
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| Aint but three things in this world thats worth a solitary dime,
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| But old dogs and children and watermelon wine.
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| He said, women think about they-selves, when menfolk aint around.
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| And friends are hard to find when they discover that youre down.
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| He said, I tried it all when I was young and in my natural prime;
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| Now its old dogs and children and watermelon wine.
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| Old dogs care about you even when you make mistakes;
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| God bless little children while theyre still too young to hate.
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| When he moved away I found my pen and copied down that line
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| Bout old dogs and children and watermelon wine.
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| I had to catch a plane up to atlanta that next day
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| As I left for my room I saw him pickin up my change
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| That night I dreamed in peaceful sleep of shady summertime
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| Of old dogs and children and watermelon wine. |