The Old Man (Live In Vicar St, Dublin)

The tears have all been she'd now
We've said our last goodbyes
His soul's been blessed, he's laid to rest
And it's now I feel alone
He was more than just a father
A teacher, my best friend
And he can still be heard in the tunes we shared when
We played them on our own

I never will forget him
For he made me what I am
Though he may be gone
Memories linger on
And I miss him
The old man

As a boy he'd take me walking by mountain field and
Stream
And he'd show me things not known to kings
A secret between him and me
Like the colours of the pheasant
As he rises in the dawn

And how to fish and make a wish
Beside the holy tree

I never will forget him
For he made me what I am
Though he may be gone
Memories linger on
And I miss him
The old man

I thought he'd live forever
He seemed so big and strong
But the minutes fly and the years rolled by
For a father and a son
And suddenly when it happened
There was so much left unsaid
No second chance to tell him thanks
For everything he'd done

Oh I never will forget him
For he made me what I am
Though he may be gone
Memories linger on
I miss him
My old man