He was tough, said he'd lived a good long life
and he'd seen it all, watching 82 years fly by
and three kids grow up, seen 'em all have kids
and grandkids of their own.
He was brave. He was scared, well, you couldn't see it on his face.
Like a soldier he marched through his numbered days. Made his peace with God and
he was gone.
I cried. Oh I cried.
Tried to hold my head high, ended up in my hands.
I cried. Oh I cried.
There was nothing I could do, so that was all I could do.
She was strong. Held his hand when he was barely holding on.
She told him, "Don't worry about me, I'll get along.
You go on to Heaven. Go on, yes"
Now she's alone. Livin' the life that's too much for one.
Just last night on the telephone, I could hear the lonely
in her voice.
I cried. Oh I cried.
Tried to hold my head high, ended up in my hands.
I cried. Oh I cried.
There was nothing I could do, so that was all I could do.
I cried. Oh I cried.
Tried to hold my head high, ended up in my hands.
I cried. Oh I cried.
There was nothing I could do, so that was all I could do.
Oh, there was nothing I could do, so I cried.