From the recording Ride
Lyrics
HE WALKS ALONE ON A DIRTY CITY STREET, LIKE IT’S BEEN A THOUSAND YEARS. IN STRANGE COMPARTMENTS, YOU SAVED EVERY TEAR.
OLD MAN BUTTERFLY, HE CHOSE THE RECKLESS ROAD, AND HE LIVED FOR DREAMING, NOW HIS DREAMS ARE GONE.
MUST BE COLD TONIGHT, CAUSE’ HE’S WALKIN’ THROUGH THE CARRIAGES, LOOKING FOR SOME CHANGE.
COLD TONIGHT, YEAH THE WHISKEY ON THE ROCKS A BOTTLE SMASHED UPON A GRAVE. COLD TONIGHT, OLD MAN BUTTERFLY, FLY AWAY.
HIS HANDS WERE PEELING, FACE WAS BROWN AND IT TOOK A REAL LONG TIME,FOR YOU TO HIT THE GROUND.
OLD MAN BUTTERFLY, FLOATS AWAY TONIGHT, AND I HEARD A VOICE FROM THE CARRIAGE HE’D BEEN LIVIN’ ON SAYIN’ NEVER GONNA BE THE SAME.
AND IT’S COLD TONIGHT, CAUSE’ HE’S WALKIN’ THROUGH THE CARRIAGES, LOOKING FOR SOME CHANGE.
COLD TONIGHT, YEAH THE WHISKEY ON THE ROCKS A BOTTLE SMASHED UPON A GRAVE. COLD TONIGHT, OLD MAN BUTTERFLY, FLY AWAY
AND IT’S COLD TONIGHT, CAUSE’ HE’S WALKIN’ THROUGH THE CARRIAGES LOOKING FOR SOME CHANGE.
COLD TONIGHT, YEAH THE WHISKEY ON THE ROCKS A BOTTLE SMASHED UPON A GRAVE. COLD TONIGHT, OLD MAN BUTTERFLY, FLY AWAY.