[Intro/Chorus]
Old man going
Old man going

[Verse 1]
Hopscotch of life will lead you to the grave
Wet faces lie the streets, they will not be saved
Black house you've built, it will soon disappear
Another corporation dig this year

[Chorus]
Old man going
Old man going
Old man going
Old man going

[Verse 2]
Traffic thins as you drive slowly by
A friend wipes a flower from an eye
Streets filled with bouquets from a cloudy sky
They'll soon forget the field in which you lie

[Chorus/Outro]
Old man going
Old man going
Old man going
Old man (Going, going)
(Going, going, going, going)
(Going, going, going)