Old Blue Eyes

I met old blue eyes
On a fast-moving train
The winter of two-aught-six and the year of our Lord

From the moment he saw me
He seemed to know
All about this road we would go down

Oh, and tonight
Old blue eyes
He just may try to reach the moon
And so will I
Ooh

We lived on a houseboat
Near the Gulf of Mexico
Where we spent our days drunk and laughing

I would play guitar
As the sun would go down
And he would sing to me "The Silver Tongued Devil"

Oh, and tonight
Old blue eyes
He just may try to rеach the moon, oh, oh
And so will I
So will I
Oh, and so, so, so will I

Oh, blue eyеs, the harlot, the queer and the pusher
And me