Carl Broemel - Retired lyrics

Weeds are growing in beds by the water Someone is swimming out in the harbor A twinkling lighthouse Is guiding a ship off to sea The wind is blowing the sails from the east Down in the cabin you're fixing some tea To cla**ical music You're dancing a waltz on your own Retired, retired, retired The moon is glowing behind a red rock Your camera takes another long shot You find you're alone But you don't really feel like you are The drives may be long but your radio works Your back seat is filled up with all of your books You brought your keyboard In case you write a song Retired, retired, retired Sitting up late with my lady and dog Wondering when the baby will talk We see her enough So she probably remembers your name The smells of dinner and paint in the air At four in the morning you're still laying there Asleep on the couch You wake up to rub your eyes Time to retire, retired, retired, ooh