We

had

an

a-

part-

ment

in

the

ci-

ty

Me

and

Lo-

ret-

ta

liked

liv-

ing

there

It'd

been

years

since

the

kids

had

grown

A

life

of

their

own,

and

left

us

a-

lone

John

and

Lin-

da

live

in

O-

ma-

ha

And

Joe

is

some-

where

on

the

road

We

lost

Da-

vy

in

the

Ko-

re-

an

war

And

I

still

don't

know

what

for,

don't

mat-

ter

a-

ny-

more

You

know

that

old

trees

just

grow

strong-

er

And

old

riv-

ers

grow

wild-

er

e-

very

day

Old

peo-

ple

just

grow

lone-

some

Wait-

ing

for

some-

one

to

say,

"Hel-

lo

in

there,

hel-

lo"

Me

and

Lo-

ret-

ta,

we

don't

talk

much

more

She

sits

and

stares

through

the

back

door

screen

And

all

the

news

just

re-

peats

it-

self

Like

some

for-

got-

ten

dream

that

we've

both

seen

So-

me-

day

I'll

go

and

call

up

Ru-

dy

We

worked

to-

geth-

er

at

the

fac-

to-

ry

But

what

could

I

say

if

he

asks

"What's

new?"

"Noth-

ing,

what's

with

you?

Noth-

ing

much

to

do"

You

know

that

old

trees

just

grow

strong-

er

And

old

riv-

ers

grow

wild-

er

e-

very

day

Old

peo-

ple

just

grow

lone-

some

Wait-

ing

for

some-

one

to

say,

"Hel-

lo

in

there,

hel-

lo"

So

if

you-

're

walk-

ing

down

the

street

some-

time

And

spot

some

hol-

low

an-

cient

eyes

Please

don't

just

pass

'em

by

and

stare

As

if

you

did-

n't

care,

say,

"Hel-

lo

in

there,

hel-

lo"