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Had an apartment in the city |
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Me and Loretta liked livin' there |
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It's been years since the kids have grown |
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Lives of their own, left us alone |
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John and Linda live in Omaha |
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Joe is somewhere on the road |
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We lost Davy in the Korean War |
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Still don't know what for, don't matter anymore |
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You know, old trees just grow stronger |
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Old rivers grow wider every day |
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But old people, they just grow lonesome |
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Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello" |
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Me and Loretta, we don't talk much now |
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She sits and stares at the backdoor screen |
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All the news just repeats itself |
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Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen |
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Someday, I'll go and call up Rudy |
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We worked together at the factory |
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What'll I tell him if he asks, "What's new?" |
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Nothing, what's with you? Nothing much to do |
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You know, old trees just grow stronger |
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Old rivers grow wider every day |
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But old people, they just grow lonesome |
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Waiting for someone to say, "Hello in there, hello" |
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So if you're walking down the street sometime |
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Spot some hollow ancient eyes |
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Please don't pass 'em by |
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And stare like you didn't care |
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Say, "Hello in there, hello" |
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Say, "Hello in there, hello" |
