Lyrics Loudon Wainwright III

Loudon Wainwright III

Older Than My Old Man Now

If I remain still

If I am alone and silent long enough to hear the sound of my own blood

Breathing or digesting about the rustling of leaves the world of

refrigerator

My father is likely to turn up

He just arrived on bidding on running film of my thoughts

Like Hitchcock and his pictures

And he looks of all these 40 plus years of

Just much like himself big and hairs hands with . at the back of his hands

Perhaps a little more defeated the way it holds himself than I have

remembered

He doesn't stay long and as far as I can tell his visit has no message

Yet years of therapy have left me and make the dark . claim that he is

finally dead and gone

My father who died when I was seventeen continues to be my principle ghost

A lifelong eminence grise, and only my own end will finish it

Older than my old man now.

He died at 63. That's way too young.

Now you've got to feed me, now you've got to need me

And I feel like a faithless son.

Sixty-four is awful old.

You know what can happen next.

Hell, I'm older than my old man ever was

And I'm trying to keep it in context.

I am older than my old man

His father died and 43 now is all grey

I got 20 years more I guess we have to wait and see

I wasn't sure the day will come

I have been living underneath his...

I don't feel so free I don't feel like me

Now that I don't have no place to run

I am older than my old man now

I guess that means I kicked his ass

Just that you have survived . nobody is sure exactly why

Everybody has to die

Still it comes this . know you got to go

And the world is gonna pass you by

I am older than my old man

I am older than my old man ever was

I try to keep it in context

I am older than my old man ever was

I am guilty to outlive my ex