Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Old Jack, artist - Smokey Bastard.
Date of issue: 15.02.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Old Jack |
Down my old local there’s always a man |
With a squint in his eye and a working mans tan |
Just listen a while and you’ll be entertained |
But don’t interupt, you may ne’er walk again |
'Cause his hands may be cracked and his eyes may be pale |
He may not look long for this world |
When the world’s on your back |
just sit down with Old Jack |
And he’ll tell you tall tales of old |
don’t go wasting your time |
y' should be living your live for yourself |
'cause the very next day |
they could take you away |
and you wont have no stories to tell. |
But seein' as you’re here |
wont you buy us a beer |
and I’ll tell you a favorite of mine |
«Go wild and live your life |
another time"// |
He’ll regale you with tales through the smoke of his pipe |
then he’ll show you some proof of his well-traveled life |
The unicorns horn or the gold he brought back |
just keep your mouth shut when you’re down with Old Jack |
'Cause his hands may be cracked and his eyes may be pale |
He may not look long for this world |
When the world’s on your back |
just sit down with Old Jack |
And he’ll tell you tall tales of old |
don’t go wasting your time |
y' should be living your live for yourself |
'cause the very next day |
they could take you away |
and you wont have no stories to tell. |
But seein' as you’re here |
wont you buy us a beer |
and I’ll tell you a favorite of mine |
«Go wild and live your life |
another time"// |
I went down to my local just the other day |
they told me Old Jack had been taken away |
The hospital bed found him cold in the night |
and snatched him away while he clung to his pipe |
and his skin was so pale and his eyes wired shut |
his story had come to an end |
As I walked out the door |
I was shattered and torn |
I reme, bered the last words he said |
don’t go wasting your time |
y' should be living your live for yourself |
'cause the very next day |
they could take you away |
and you wont have no stories to tell. |
But seein' as you’re here |
wont you buy us a beer |
and I’ll tell you a favorite of mine |
«Go wild and live your life |
another time"// |