Houston – Old 61 lyrics

hey boy
here you are again
my arms are open for you
i know you from one end to the other
each time
from one end to the other
you've spilled every secret here
they've fallen on my pin-striped ear
to you, boy
i'm your quiet admirer
listening with the patience of angels...
but you're all the same to me.
grow up, go south, go home,grow old.
you're one of a different breed
my north end never met your needs
i'm hush on your secret arrival
i'm touched by your grade school survival
these lies? they won't cut it, son.
you've been south, and you've forgotten
i know you from one end to the other
each time
from one home
to the other...
...you're all the same to me.
grow up, go south, go home, grow old.
the sky rains hate on those poor lonely towns
and one by one they'll fold
if you stayed you're the hero
and the ones who got away?
they are your clowns.
i don't play favorites.
i'm old and honest.
if you will listen, i'll keep you modest.
i'll never like you more than the others
but i'm asylum when they try to smother you.
i don't play favorites.
i'm old and honest.
my heavy shoulders will keep you modest.
i'll never like you more than the others
but i'm asylum when they try to smother you.