Sly Withers

Glad
This past week, I learnt by heart The route from the airport to Charlie Gairdner We didn't know how long he had Until we did, then I tried to feel glad 'Cause he told me a nursery rhyme Said, "We have fun, don't we?" And I just smiled And that felt like it was good enough for me To have an innings of ninety-one years Then to go so peacefully That'd be good enough for me The care would have killed ya anyway A stubborn independent soul until the ambulance came Still mowing our lawns 'til last summer Still picking grapes on the Swan 'til one summer before You left some shoes to fill, a couple chairs as well A wad of cash in your bedside table and a few stories to tell It hit me in the kitchen, I'd been fine all weekend I couldn't look anyone in the eye and I sure couldn't pretend That the fuss of the funeral Would have made you shake your head Still I think you'd have smiled If you saw all the people who travelled for miles Make it out to say their goodbyes Old bloke in khaki with tears in his eyes That'd be good enough for me Aus Songtexte Mania