Fureys - The old man

The ^Gtears have all been ^Cshed now We've ^Dsaid our last good-^Gbyes His ^Amsoul's been blessed He's l^Aaid to rest And it's now I feel al^Gone He was more than just a f^Cather A t^Deacher, my best f^Griend He can s^Amtill be heard In the t^Aunes we shared When we p^Dlay them on our own.

I n^Cever will forget ^Ghim For he ^Cmade me what I ^Gam Though he ^Emmay be gone Memories ^Dlinger ^Emon And I ^Cmiss him??^D?...the ol^Gd man

As a ^Gboy, he'd take me w^Calking By m^Dountain field and s^Gtream And he s^Amhowed me things Not k^Anown to kings And secret between him and ^Gme Like the ^Ccolours of the pheasant As he rises in the ^Ddawn And ^Amhow to fish and ^Amake a wish Beside the holly t^Dree

I n^Cever will forget ^Ghim For he ^Cmade me what I ^Gam Though he ^Emmay be gone Memories ^Dlinger ^Emon And I ^Cmiss him??^D?...the ol^Gd man

I t^Ghought he'd live fore^Cver He ^Dseemed so big and ^Gstrong But the ^Amminutes fly And the ^Ayears roll by For a father and a s^Gon And s^Guddenly, when it h^Cappened There was ^Dso much left un^Gsaid No s^Amecond chance To ^Atell him thanks For everything he's d^Done.

I n^Cever will forget ^Ghim For he ^Cmade me what I ^Gam Though he ^Emmay be gone Memories ^Dlinger ^Emon And I ^Cmiss him??^D?...the ol^Gd man