Tattoos on his forearms
Faded behind his liver spots and gold watch strap
His son never visits him
Since they fell out years ago and its as simple as that
Keeps his good blazer for poppy day
Umbrella for a gun and his hair so grey
Lost in a world of his thoughts as he turns away
Wishes that his grandkids would maybe just come for a day
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet what you say?
His wife had a heart attack
When his horse won the National three or four years ago
Pretends he doesn`t miss her
But he always keeps his pathway clear of winter snow
Keeps his good blazer for poppy day
Umbrella for a gun and his hairs so grey
Wishes that his grandkids would maybe just come for a day
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say?
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say?
[Guitar solo]
Keeps his good blazer for poppy day (poppy day)
Umbrella for a gun and his hairs so grey (so grey)
Lost in a world of his thoughts as he turns away
Wishes that his grandkids would maybe just come for a day
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say?
Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say?
What you say? [outro]
