This song was quite popular in the folk clubs I used to frequent in England. It was written by Sydney Carter, who is better known for his “Lord of the Dance.”<\/p>\n
I had forgotten all about this song until I started growing a beard and noticed some silver sprouting through. I label this song “An Ode to a Dirty Old Man.”<\/p>\n
Gordon Bok – cellamba<\/p>\n
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Early in the morning,
\nHear the razor roar,
\nThere’s silver in the stubble
\nAnd it wasn’t there before.<\/p>\n
Chorus:<\/span> Silver in the stubble; Chorus:<\/span><\/p>\n Time to think of Heaven; Chorus:<\/span><\/p>\n But if any girl is willing, Chorus:<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This song was quite popular in the folk clubs I used to frequent in England. It was written by Sydney Carter, who is better known for his “Lord of the Dance.” I had forgotten all about this song until I … Continue reading
\nFor the leaves are getting greener,<\/em>
\nAnd spring is on the way;<\/em>
\nGirls are getting prettier<\/em>
\nAnd younger every day.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nWinter in the wood.
\nFare you well, you wicked world,
\nI’m going to be good.<\/p>\n
\nTime to think of Hell.
\nTime to go to church on Sunday,
\nHark, I hear the bell.<\/p>\n
\nShe only has to say;
\nI’ll hang my halo on a shelf
\nUntil another day.<\/p>\n