Wooden Whistle Man Songtext

von John Reuben

Hey, wooden whistle man
Whittles wooden whistles for the kids
Future's short on time to give
Strikes up a conversation

Hey, wooden whistle man
Eager to share his opinion
Licks his finger, spits in the wind
Point me in the right direction

Hey, wooden whistle man
Whittles wooden whistles in his garden
Safe place to escape
Falls in love all over again

Hey, wooden whistle man
Brand new suit jacket and pants
Whistles at the women in style
Dressed for success and romance

I bought your slacks for a quarter
At a thrift store down the street
Put a patch on the knee, called it my steez
Tonight we make history

Mic check, one, two, take me back
Whistle man songs from the past
Mom smiles, children laugh
We take notes for future scraps

La-di-da, la-di-di-da, hangin' on
Nostalgia keeps you from
Old age, yesterday
Walk away when the feeling's gone

La-di-da, la-di-di-da, hangin' on
Nostalgia keeps you from
Old age, yesterday
Walk away when the feeling's gone

Hey, wooden whistle man
Sees the son he abandoned
I'm willing to listen
Even if I'm not him

Whistle why you work it out
Abstract summary
Flash back, scrap book
Photo shopping memories

Lullabies till we lose our mind
Got old one song at a time
World changed one song at a time
Album died one song at a time

Nothing's beautiful anymore
Sings out his favorite show tune
Tonight something classical
Is brand new

La-di-da, la-di-di-da, hangin' on
Nostalgia keeps you from
Old age, yesterday
Walk away when the feeling's gone

La-di-da, la-di-di-da, hangin' on
Nostalgia keeps you from
Old age, yesterday
Walk away when the feeling's gone

La-di-da, la-di-di-da, hangin' on
Nostalgia keeps you from
Old age, yesterday
Walk away when the feeling's gone

Nostalgia keeps us from old age
Can't get away from yesterday