There's an old man sitting next to me, making love to his tonic and gin. :)
In the corner was Maggie, a regular who spent a good part of her life here entertaining the gentlemen for drinks, she was old now, and the men and drinks were not flowing like they once had.....
So I pick myself up and shuffle my way out of there.
Beautiful song, the sadness of truth with a touch of 'everybody's all-right'