Song – Old Man’s Birthday

The old man he lived to a hundred and four
His beard was so long that it reached to the floor
Our whole town dropped by to help him celebrate
We brought him a cake, then we found out too late

When we lit the candles, all hundred and four
There was such a fire, they made such a roar
The light from the candle was bright as can be
We needed sunglasses in order to see

And the heat from the candles was almost unreal
The paint on the ceiling, it started to peel
They lit up the house and they lit up the town
We feared they would flare up and burn the place down

So we sounded the alarm and the firemen came
They dragged in their hoses and put out the flames
The cake got all soggy and melted away
So nobody got any cake on that day

And we knew that next year, if the old man’s alive
We’ll do it again with a hundred and five

Words by Bob Gibson and David North
Music by Bob Gibson
© Robert Josiah Music