Lyrics:

Somewhere on the old Sage River there’s an old cane pole that’s waiting for me
Patiently
And a city job might drag me down but one fine day I’m gonna be set free
Just wait and see
Then I’m gonna go down where the waters touch the sky
Where all the old men’s laughter, echoes like a lullaby

Sixty-five, c’mon sixty-five
It’s a sin to waste my life away, but I can’t wait til I’m
Sixty-five, c’mon sixty-five
There’s a gold watch if I get out alive… at sixty-five

Now somewhere in my memories I recall a boy of seventeen
Full of dreams
Dreams that life just strips away a layer at a time and now what’s left
Ain’t hardly news
Ah, but I saved up a little here and there to get me by
Enough to mend these ragged wings and once again I’ll fly

Sixty-five, c’mon sixty-five
It’s a sin to waste my life away, but I can’t wait til I’m
Sixty-five, c’mon sixty-five
For the object of the game is to survive… at 65

I’ve heard it said that hard work never did a grown man’s body any harm
Well they were wrong
It’s all these years of liftin’ things I should-a left alone, they took their toll
But my will is strong
And a day that I walk out of here I’ll hold my head up high
I’ll pawn that stupid watch and just kiss thirty years goodbye

Sixty-five, c’mon sixty-five
It’s a sin to waste my life away, but I can’t wait til I’m
Sixty-five, c’mon sixty-five
There’s a gold watch if I get out alive… at sixty-five

Sixty-five, c’mon sixty-five
It’s a sin to waste my life away, but I can’t wait til I’m
Sixty-five, c’mon sixty-five
For the object of the game is to survive… at 65

Now somewhere on the old Sage River there’s an old cane pole that’s waiting for me
Patiently