Sixty Years On [Live at Benaroya Hall, Seattle, WA - November 2010]

Who'll walk me down to church when I'm sixty years of age
When the ragged dog they gave me has been ten years in the grave
Senorita play guitar and plays it just for you
My rosary has broken and my beads have all slipped through

Ah, na-na-na-na-na, ah, oh, I

You hung up your grey coat and you laid down your gun
I know the war you fought in it wasn't too much fun
Ah, the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gun
I've no wish to be living sixty years on

Na-na-na-na-na, ah, oh, I

Yes, I'll sit with you and talk, let your eyes relive again
I know my vintage prayer would be very much the same
Magdelena play the organ, plays it just for you
My rosary has broken and my beads have all slipped through

Ah, oh, I

Who'll walk me down to church when I'm sixty years of age
When the ragged dog they gave me has been ten years in the grave
'Cause the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gun
I've no wish to be living sixty years on, oh, I