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It's been twenty some odd years since we lost Aunt Lil 
       D5                                                 A5 
Now he plays Russian roulette with memories, but there's only time to kill 
         D5                           G5                   D5  
He's too old to work the cattle, too stubborn to stay in bed 
         D5                      A5                        D5 
And each morning over coffee he turns to her picture and says 
 

          G5                 D5 
I've been better, I've been worse a time or two 
        A5                                D5 
I've got two bloodshot eyes and that's enough to see me through 
        G5         D5 
Fair to middling, considering 
A5             G5              D5 
Life's mostly scars and souvenirs  
 
  
There's wrinkles on his face, wrinkles in his clothes 
And he wears a little thinner as each day unfolds 
But he swears he'll live forever just to spite his health 
But it takes Christian Brother's brandy to reassure himself 
  
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Now a picture's worth a thousand words, money made is money spent 
Bless us, oh Lord, for these Thy gifts, he knows not where they went 
So the postman brings his pension and the county brings his meals 
And I stop by from time to time and ask him how he feels 
  
Chorus