When you listen to “These Old Eyes Have Seen It All,” it’s like sitting down with an old friend who’s lived a thousand lives and has the stories to prove it. The song is a tapestry woven from memories, both sweet and bittersweet, capturing the essence of a life well-lived. It’s not just a reflection on the past; it’s a testament to resilience, wisdom, and the quiet strength that comes with age.
The lyrics paint vivid pictures of days gone by, of loves gained and lost, of battles fought—both in the world and within oneself. You can almost feel the weight of the years in the melody, yet there’s a warmth that envelops you, as if the singer is telling you, “I’ve been through it all, and it’s made me who I am today.”
What makes this song special is its ability to connect on such a deep level. Whether you’re reminiscing about your own journey or just starting out, “These Old Eyes Have Seen It All” reminds you that every experience, every hardship, every joy, contributes to the rich tapestry of life. It’s a song that doesn’t just speak to the listener; it resonates, echoing long after the last note fades away.
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Lyrics
The old man’s hair was white and his eyes looked tired
He drank his beer at the table all alone
But he smiled when I spoke to him so I sat down for awhile
I wound up sitting there the whole night long
‘Cause I could see he had a lifetime on his mind
So I just sit there and listened, I was glad to take the time
And he said, “I saw Jimmy Rodgers yodel on the stage
And I saw Hank when they walked him to his grave
I saw a country boy from Memphis
Change the world with rock and roll
These old eyes have seen it all”
Then he said, “I saw friends of mine or foreign soil die proud
I saw things over there, son, that I still can’t talk about
I saw a crazy man named Hitler and his army rise and fall
Yes, these old eyes have seen it all”
“These old eyes have seen it all
Now the hands of time are writing on the wall
Telling me I won’t have long to wait until my Jesus to call
These old eyes have seen it all”
I saw my sweet Mary love me, 50 years”
With a trembling hand, he wiped away a tear
He said, “my memories of Mary are the sweetest I recall
And these old eyes have seen it all”
“These old eyes have seen it all
They saw a man walk on the moon and come back home
And I know it won’t be very long until I hear my Jesus call
These old eyes have seen it all
Son, these old eyes have seen it all”