I saw him, underneath the neon lights of a corner bar,
Cryin' like a child
So I asked him,
"What's 'a matter?"
And he said,
"I'm just an old man in a young girl's world."
I wish there was another way
Of getting downtown
Don't say I didn't warn you
There's nothing like an old man crying
He's drunk in his sadness
Outside the bar at 5th and High
You can't look him in the eyes, darlin',
When you pass him by