We had an apartment in the city,
Me and Loretta liked living there.
Well it's been years since the kids had grown,
A life of their own left us alone.
John and Linda live in Omaha,
And Joe is somewhere on the road.
We lost Davy in the Korean war,
And I still don't know what for don't matter anymore.
Ya know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder every day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say Hello in there, hello.
Me and Loretta we don't talk much more,
She sits and stares through the back door screen.
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that we've both seen.
Someday I'll go and call up Rudy,
We worked together at the factory.
What could I say if asks What's new?
Nothing what's with you? Nothing much to do.
Ya know that old trees just grow stronger,
And old rivers grow wilder every day.
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say Hello in there, hello.
So if you're walking down the street sometime
And spot some hollow ancient eyes,
Please don't just pass them by and stare
As if you didn't care, say Hello in there, hello