Tom T. Hall – Old Dogs Children And Watermelon Wine (Guitar Acoustic)

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How old do you think I am he said

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I said well I didn’t know

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He said I turned 65  about 11 months ago

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I was sitting in Miami pouring blended whisky down

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When this old grey black gentleman was cleaning up the lounge

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There wasn't any one around but this old man and me

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The guy who tended bar was watching ironsides on tv

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Uninvited he sat down and opened up his mind

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On old dogs and children  and watermelon wine

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Have you ever had a drink of watermelon wine he asked

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He told me all about it though I didn't answer back

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Ain't but three things in life that's worth a solitary dime

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That's old dogs and children  and watermelon wine

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He said women think about themselves when their men-folk aren't around

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And friends are hard to find when they discover that you're down

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He said I tried it all when I was young and in my natural prime

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Now it's old dogs and children  and watermelon wine

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He said old dogs care about you even when you make mistakes

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God bless little children while they're still too young to hate

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As he moved away I got my pen and copied down that line

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On old dogs and children  and watermelon wine

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I had to catch a plane up to Atlanta the next day

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As I left for my room I saw him picking up my change

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That night I dreamed in peaceful sleep of shady summer times

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Of old dogs and children  and watermelon wine