Tom T. Hall - Old dogs children and watermelon wine

^GHow old do you think I am he said ^CI said well I didn’t know ^D7He said I turned 65 about ^C11 months ^Gago

I was sitting in Miami pouring ^Cblended whisky ^Amdown When this ^Cold grey ^Gblack gentleman ^Amwas cleaning ^D7up the ^Glounge There wasn't any ^G7one around but this ^Cold man and ^Amme ^D7The guy who tended bar was watching ^Cironsides^D7 on ^Gtv Uninvited ^G7he sat down and ^Copened up his ^Ammind On ^Cold dogs and ^Gchildren ^Amand ^D7watermelon ^Gwine

Have you ever had a ^G7drink of watermelon ^Cwine he ^Amasked ^D7He told me all about it though I ^Cdidn't ^D7answer ^Gback Ain't but ^G7three things in life ^Cthat's worth a solitary ^Amdime That's ^Cold dogs and ^Gchildren ^Amand ^D7watermelon ^Gwine

He said women think ^G7about themselves when ^Ctheir men-folk aren't ^Amaround ^D7And friends are hard to find when they ^Cdiscover that ^D7you're ^Gdown He said I ^G7tried it all when I was ^Cyoung and in my natural ^Amprime Now it's ^Cold dogs and ^Gchildren ^Amand ^D7watermelon ^Gwine

He said old dogs care ^G7about you even ^Cwhen you make ^Ammistakes ^D7God bless little children while ^Cthey're still too ^D7young to ^Ghate As he moved ^G7away I got my pen and ^Ccopied down that ^Amline On old ^Cdogs and ^Gchildren ^Amand ^D7watermelon ^Gwine

I had to catch a ^G7plane up to ^CAtlanta the next ^Amday ^D7As I left for my room I saw him ^Cpicking ^D7up my ^Gchange That night I dreamed in ^G7peaceful sleep of ^Cshady summer ^Amtimes Of old ^Cdogs and ^Gchildren ^Amand ^D7watermelon ^Gwine