Lyric A Sight for Sore Eyes

A Sight For Sore Eyes

hey sight for sore eyes it s a long time no see
working hard hardly working hey man you know me
water under the bridge did ya see my new car
well it s bought and it s paid for parked outside of the bar
and hey barkeeper what s keeping you keep pouring drinks
for all these palookas hey you know what I thinks
that we toast to the old days and Dimagio too
and old Drysdale and mantle whitey Ford and to you
no the old gang ain t around everyone has left town
cept for Thumm and Giardina said they just might be down
oh half drunk all the time and I m all drunk the rest
yea monk s till the champion but I m the best
I guess you heard about Nash he was killed in a crash
hell that must of been two or three years ago now
yea he spun out and he rolled he hit a telephone pole
and he died with the radio on
no she s married and with a kid finally split up with Sid
he s up north for a nickel s worth for armed robbery
hey I ll play you some ping ball hell you ain t got a chance
well then go on over and ask her to dance