we’ve lived in this street now for fifty years me and Billy liked to live in here it’s been years since the kids have grown all have lives of their own left us alone John and Linda live in America Joseph is somewhere on the road we lost Davie in the Irish war still don’t know what for doesn’t matter any more old trees grow stronger old rivers grow wilder every day but old people, they just grow lonesome waiting for someone to say say “hello in there,” say “hello” say “hello, hello” me and Billy we don’t talk much now he just sits staring at the tv screen oh and the news it just repeats itself like some forgotten dream that we’ve both seen maybe someday I’ll phone up my old friend Madge we worked together at the laundromat what do I tell her when she asks “What’s new?”, say “Nothing, what’s with you? Not much left to do” old trees grow stronger and old rivers grow wilder every day but old people they just grow lonesome waiting for someone to say say “hello in there,” say “hello” say “hello” say “hello” so if you’re walking down the street one day and you spot some hollow ancient eyes don’t turn around as if you didn’t care or, worse, stop and stare say “hello in there” say “hello” say “hello” say “hello” just say “hello” just say “hello” just say “hello” just say “hello”
we’ve lived in this street now for fifty years me and Billy liked to live in here it’s been years since the kids have grown all have lives of their own left us alone John and Linda live in America Joseph is somewhere on the road we lost Davie in the Irish war still don’t know what for doesn’t matter any more old trees grow stronger old rivers grow wilder every day but old people, they just grow lonesome waiting for someone to say say “hello in there,” say “hello” say “hello, hello” me and Billy we don’t talk much now he just sits staring at the tv screen oh and the news it just repeats itself like some forgotten dream that we’ve both seen maybe someday I’ll phone up my old friend Madge we worked together at the laundromat what do I tell her when she asks “What’s new?”, say “Nothing, what’s with you? Not much left to do” old trees grow stronger and old rivers grow wilder every day but old people they just grow lonesome waiting for someone to say say “hello in there,” say “hello” say “hello” say “hello” so if you’re walking down the street one day and you spot some hollow ancient eyes don’t turn around as if you didn’t care or, worse, stop and stare say “hello in there” say “hello” say “hello” say “hello” just say “hello” just say “hello” just say “hello” just say “hello”
