Talking Old Soldiers

Why hello, say can I buy you another glass of beer?
Well thanks a lot, that's kind of you it's nice to know you care
These days there's so much going on
No one seems to wanna know
I may be just an old soldier to some
But I know how it feels to grow old

Yea that's right, you can see me here most every night
You'll always see me staring at the walls and at the lights
Funny I remember oh it's years ago I'd say
I'd stand at that bar with my friends who've passed away
And drink three times the beer that I can drink today
Yes I know how it feels to grow old

I know what they're saying son there goes old mad Joe again
Well, I maybe mad at that, I've seen enough to make a man go out his brains
Well do they know what it's like to have a graveyard as a friend
'Cos that's where they are boy, all of them
Don't seem likely I'll get friends like that again

Well it's time I moved off, but it's been great just listening to you
And I might even see yer next time I'm passing through
You're right, there's so much going on
No-one seems to wanna know
So keep well, keep well old friend and have another drink on me
Just ignore all the others, you've got your memories
You've got your memories