Same Heat, Old Man

Fifty years of trouble, baby And I'd take fifty more You take the stairs up two at a time Hold the rail coming down and blame the rain Gray at the temples — I told you leave it in Best decision you let me make They don't build them like you anymore Honey, they broke the mold and lost the plans Half a century of you, and look at me — still staying Bad knees, good hands, heart that just keeps growing Fifty trips around and you still walk me to the car Half a century of you And baby, you only got better by far You hum the radio one verse behind Fix things in this house that were doing fine Pour the good stuff now — you say we've earned the shelf And lord, you're right, we have They don't build them like you anymore Honey, they broke the mold and lost the plans Half a century of you, and look at me — still staying Bad knees, good hands, heart that just keeps growing Fifty trips around and you still walk me to the car Half a century of you And baby, you only got better by far Twenty-five, you were a wildfire Fifty, you're the hearth Same heat, old man Just closer to home Half a century of you, and look at me — still staying Bad knees, good hands, heart that just keeps growing Fifty trips around and you still walk me to the car Half a century of you And baby, you only got better by far Pour the good stuff, birthday boy The next fifty's on me