Sixty Years on sing and play along

Yes, I'll who'll walk with me down to church when I'm sixty years of age,

when the ragged dog they gave me you fought has been ten years in the grave?

And señorita play ing gui tar,

holds play it just for you.

My rosary has broken low and my beads ty have all slipped through.

Yes, I'll you've hung with up your gray coat let and you laid down your gun.

when the rag I You the war me tage prayers in be vern't too much fun.

And And the future you're the gui me gan,

nothing for a gun.

I've no wish to be living low and when sixty have years slipped on.

you are passing through.

And the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gun.

I've no wish to be living

sixty years on.