He walked back
To his safe place
His one and only
Alone place
All he wants
Is to relax
But before too long
It's time to go back
He plants his plants and
Waters them too
All the while
He plays his tunes
He shuffles the deck
And draws his hand
He might be the dealer
But he's just some old man
Well he works and works
All the while
The Motown keeps on
Playing
And sometimes he
Plays a game
And i'd bet he might just plans on
Staying
And that's all good
But at the end of the day
There's still more work
To be done
Hard long hours
On his old back
Just waiting for the
Setting sun
He's a little
Old fashioned
With his boat he's got
To fasten
And he feels he's
Got some time
And it's all
Fine
He walks around
Don't need no cane
And most the time he feels like
He's going Insane
At the end of the day
When it's time to go home
He'll wait for someone
To throw him a bone
Well he works and works
All the while
The Motown keeps on
Playing
And sometimes he
Plays a game
And I'd bet he plans on
Staying
And that's all good
But at the end of the day
There's still more work
To be done
Hard long hours
On his old back
Just waiting for the
Setting sun