Too Old To Stop Now

Her parents asked me
“What’s your daily job, me boy?”
I said “I made a life out
of singing drinking songs”
For sure it wasn’t what her da
had wished for his daughter
“Oh Jaysus why she didn’t take
a lawyer as her man?”

Yes me man, you’re right, I’m penniless
And I never will retire
I’ll spend the half of me year
On the road well far from here
But I’m not a cheater
but an honest, hopeless dreamer
I take the day for what it’s worth
and do the best I can

I’m never tired of singing
To keep me far from thinking
So I happily forget all the troubles for a while
If your pockets are quite empty
Why don’t you be more friendly
and spend the final quid
paying for a round

A good job, to be employed
Are probably great things
But what I enjoy the most now
is strumming on me strings
I can tell you many stories
that are pretty much the same
But me greatest accomplishment
is being myself again

So I apologize, gentleman
You’re disappointed, I guess
But I’m pleased with what I have
that is nothing or maybe less
I don’t claim to be right
Nor I don’t know if I’m wrong
But for fortune or misfortune
this is everything I’ve got

I’m never tired of singing
To keep me far from thinking
So I happily forget all the troubles for a while
If your pockets are quite empty
Why don’t be you more friendly
and spend the final quid
paying for a round

But one day when I have a son
I hope he becomes a lawyer
‘Cause the life of the musician
is hard and tough enough
I will take him aside a while
and I’ll whisper in his ear
“Oh Danny Boy do you want
to end up like your old man?”