Old Blue Eyes

I met old blue eyes
On a fast-moving train
The winter of two-aught-six in the year of our Lord
From the moment he saw me
He seemed to know
All about this road we would go down

Oh, and tonight
Old blue eyes
He just may try to reach the moon
And so will I

We lived on a houseboat
Near the Gulf of Mexico
We spent our days drunk and laughing
I would play guitar
As the sun would go down
And he would sing to me "The Silver Tongued Devil"

Oh, and tonight
Old blue eyes
He just may try to reach thе moon
And so will I
So will I
Oh, and so
So...
So will I

Oh, blue eyes, thе harlot, the queer and the pusher
And me