Lyrics
Hey it's been a long hard winter my friend
Seemed to get here early this year
And the old man knows it's the end of the road
Still he don't feel no pain
And if I could, I would pack my things and walk
Not to hear those words again
When he said "Yeah you gotta be somebody"
That's what he always says
But now the old man's sleeping again
Probably dreaming the dreams that never came true
We never had too much to say
His cigarette burns down to the end
Wondering what he's gonna do
He knows he's gonna be early
For St Peter's rendezvous
Hey they're tearing Arrowtown apart
Closing down the railways
And there is no love lost between us at this time
And no words that could explain
He just says Hey I wasn't born yesterday
That's what he likes to say
But now the old man's sleeping again
Probably dreaming the things that can never be
Pity we still ain't got much to say
His cigarette burns down to the end
Wondering what he's gonna do
He knows he's gonna be early
For St Peter's rendezvous
He just say yeah you gotta be somebody
That's what he always says
But now the old man's sleeping again
Probably dreaming the things that can never be
We still ain't got much to say
His cigarette burns down to the end
Wondering what he's gonna do
He knows he's gonna be early
For St Peter's rendezvous
