Met this wrinkled man in line
Broken down by father time
Voodoo donuts, steak, and wine
Heart condition with every beat
From years and years of salty meats
Or was it endless jugs of mead
The party life, and wild crowds
The music he played way too loud
That aged and wore his body out
A special woman who drove him mad
A day without her he couldn't stand
And into the sunset, held her hand
When I looked behind those eyes
I could see these words of advice
No one gets to try life twice
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