John McDermott The Old Man (LIVE) "The Irish Tenors Live from Dublin" DVD (1998) click "Show more" to see lyrics.
Lyrics:
The tears have all been she'd now, we've said our last goodbye
His souls been blessed, he's laid to rest and it's now I feel alone
He was more than just a father, a teacher my best friend
He can still be heard in the tunes we shared when we play them on our own
I never will forget him, for he made me what I am
Though he may be gone, memory lingers on
And I miss him, the old man
As a boy he'd take me walking by mountain field and stream
And he'd show me things not known to kings, in secret between him and me
Like the colors of the pheasant as he rises in the dawn
And how to fish, and make a wish beside the holly tree
I never will forget him, for he made me what I am
Though he may be gone, memory lingers on
And I miss him, the old man
I thought he'd live forever, he seemed so big and strong
But the minutes fly and the years roll by for a father and a son
And suddenly when it happened, there was so much left unsaid
No second chance to tell him thanks for everything he's done
I never will forget him, for he made me what I am
Though he may be gone, memory lingers on
And I miss him, the old man
