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Susan Gibson - Antiques текст песни

Исполнитель: Susan Gibson

альбом: The Hard Stuff


Back in the day Jeanie turned a lot of heads
She was built like a Chevrolet
Black hair, green eyes and red, red lips
She could work like a man all day
She did the Schottish and the Waltz and the Cotton-Eyed Joe
The Two-Step and the Western Swing
She kept her dance card filled while Barnie caught his breath
Until he gave her a diamond ring
Getting older ain't for the weak, it only happens to the strongest ones
They aren't useless they are precious antiques, you better treat 'em like one
Well, they said "I do" in the year of '62
With a baby on the way
And in the blink of an eye the only time he'd ever cry
He gave that little girl away
Now that sweet baby girl has a baby of her own
And they live a couple states away
Everybody's working so they talk on the phone
They visit but they never stay
Getting older ain't for the weak, it only happens to the strongest ones
They aren't useless they are precious antiques, you better treat 'em like one
Don't save the bottle til it's past it's prime
Celebrate the victory of the passing time
Now the world is spinning 1000 miles an hour
No wonder he feels left behind
Everybody else is rushing around
It's the cruelty of all man kind
He gives a brand new meaning to a firm handshake
He's unsteady on his feet
He lost his hearing and his license and his wife of 50 years
But he'll never admit defeat
Getting older ain't for the weak, it only happens to the strongest ones
They aren't useless they are precious antiques, you better treat 'em like one

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