Beside My Neighbour Sorrow

Beside my neighbour sorrow a vigil i do keep
It is not an unmanly thing to hear an old man weep
For lost youth and for lost love in memory only to be found
Happiness is always absent where sadness is around

Beside my neighbour sorrow i do feel close to tears
He weeps for happy memories lost in the bygone years
He is feeling frail and older his better years long gone
The old clock of the reaper on his life ticking on

All alone with his memories the old tunes of the past
Bring back a glimpse of happier times that sadly did not last
Of the one he loved and often danced with who died in her life's prime
Leaving him with memories of her that does not fade in time

Beside my neighbour sorrow i have come to realize
That it is not an unmanly thing to see tears in an old man's eyes
The old tunes on the radio take him to the long ago
And memories of the happier days in him stir tears of woe.