A Happy Old Man

It has been awhile since his hair was dark brown The wrinkled old bloke from the far away town Five times a grandfather divorced by his wife But he feels quite happy in his single life She gave him an ultimatum it was her or the booze His Saturday evenings with his mates at the pub he did choose No better than him for to belt out a song He always does lead in the pub sing along Since she left him in his life he feels happy and well He says he pities her new husband she will give him hell He says the day she walked out on me happiness in my life began One can say of him he's a happy old man For one who has drunk heaps of grog he has never been in a fight The life of the pub on a Saturday night In his seventy ninth year he drinks alcohol and cigarettes smoke And he is a man who can laugh at a joke.