Lyrics

He always sits in the same old chair
And at every meal says the same old prayer
He doesn't move like he used to do
His thoughts are many, but his words are few

So tell me old man
What do you know
And tell me where have you been
And tell me old man what do you know
And where will you go
Old man

He often dreams though he's wide awake
About what God gives and what God takes
His once strong body now weathered and worn
His wrinkled expression sometimes looks forlorn

I've seen the good
I've seen the bad
I've gone where I needed to go
I hope I lent a hand and fulfilled the plan
I hope that grace will bring me back home
Time will tell