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Ballad of a Retired Man - Ian Noe
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Ballad of a Retired Man Ian Noe

Ballad of a Retired Man - Ian Noe
He retired on a Wednesday
When the call came through
Said so long to the highway
And that old blacktop crew

Made his way to the mountains
Where she was waiting up
Been 50 years and counting
Banking more than luck

They spent the night on the front porch
Weighing every chance
He said that old clock's ticking
Better learn to dance

They drove him out to the desert
Seeking nothing new
He tried the cures in the valley
And rеligion, too

He cursed the cold and thе wood stoves
'Neath the church house vents
He fought the heat and the horseflies
In revival tents

And later on that winter
When it took its hold
He saw the man in the mirror
Beaten up and old
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