Old Folks Lyrics & Chords By Art Blakey & The Jazz Messengers

Robinson-Hill Everyone knows him as Old Folks Like the seasons, he'll come and he'll go Just as free as a bird and as good as his word That's why everybody loves him so ...read more

The old folks don't talk much They talk so slowly when they do They are rich they are poor Their illusions are gone They share one heart for two Their homes all smell of...read more

A country dance was being held in a garden I felt a bump and heard an "Oh, beg your pardon" Suddenly I saw polka dots and moonbeams All around a pug-nosed dream The music started...read more

I don't know I'm born, I'm only young I don't have a choice, you know I'm only young I'm getting older, I'm getting smaller Everybody tells you, "you've got to walk taller" You...read more

That's how the old folks used to do That's how the old folks used to do Killing spare time with a hook and a capital K But should you have it your way That's how the old folks...read more