Old Folks
The Oscar Peterson Trio Lyrics


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Everyone knows him as Old Folks
Like the seasons, he'll come and he'll go
Just as free as a bird and as good as his word
That's why everybody loves him so

Always leaving his spoon in his coffee
Tucks his napkin up under his chin
And that yellow cow-pie is so mellow it's ripe
But you needn't be ashamed of him
Every Friday he'll go fishing, down on his favorite lake
But he only hooks a perch or two, the whale got away
Looks like we warm the steak

Someday there'll be no more Old Folks
What a lonesome old town this will be




Children's voice at play, will be still for a day
The day they take the Old Folks away

Overall Meaning

The song "Old Folks" by The Oscar Peterson Trio is a ballad that tells the story of an elderly man that everybody knows and loves. He is affectionately called "Old Folks" and is portrayed as being free-spirited, always coming and going like the seasons. The lyrics describe him as being both carefree like a bird and as being true to his word. It's clear that the people in the town have a deep fondness for him.


The second verse of the song talks about some of the unique quirks that make "Old Folks" who he is. He is depicted as leaving his spoon in his coffee and tucking his napkin under his chin. Additionally, he has a love for a particular type of cow pie that he enjoys. While this may typically be seen as odd behavior, the song makes it clear that the townspeople love and accept him anyway.


The final verse of the song is a bittersweet reflection, preparing listeners for a day when "Old Folks" will no longer be around. The absence of this beloved figure will be felt throughout the town, the sounds of children playing will be silenced for a day. It is a poignant reminder of how much one person, even a seemingly simple person like "Old Folks," can have an impact on the lives of those around them.


Line by Line Meaning

Everyone knows him as Old Folks
He's well known by everyone as 'Old Folks'


Like the seasons, he'll come and he'll go
Just like the passing of seasons, he comes and goes


Just as free as a bird and as good as his word
He's free-spirited and always keeps his word


That's why everybody loves him so
This is why he's loved by everyone


Always leaving his spoon in his coffee
He's forgetful and often leaves his spoon in his coffee


Tucks his napkin up under his chin
He always tucks his napkin under his chin when eating


And that yellow cow-pie is so mellow it's ripe
He enjoys eating ripe yellow cow-pie (dung)


But you needn't be ashamed of him
There's no need to feel embarrassed about him


Every Friday he'll go fishing, down on his favorite lake
Every Friday, he goes fishing at his favorite lake


But he only hooks a perch or two, the whale got away
He only manages to catch small fish, not the big ones he's after


Looks like we warm the steak
It seems we'll have to settle for less than ideal food, like steak that needs warming up


Someday there'll be no more Old Folks
One day, 'Old Folks' won't be here anymore


What a lonesome old town this will be
The town would be really lonely without him


Children's voice at play, will be still for a day
The playful sounds of children will be silenced for a day


The day they take the Old Folks away
This is the day when they take 'Old Folks' away




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DEDETTE LEE HILL, WILLARD ROBISON

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