Download Old Mp3 by Sam Opoku
Here’s a song performed by the prolific music artiste and talented singer “Sam Opoku“. This song is titled “Old”, as it was released alongside its video. You’ll enjoy as you listen.
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Lyrics: Old by Sam Opoku
I said bartender, I need one shot whiskey
Two shots of pain and a dash of some memory
With life’s lemons I made lemonade
Does it still taste the same if I mix it with some Hennessey
Dreams of being young and unafraid
But I loved somebody and it drained all my energy
Oh, and I thought that love was magnificent
I remember being 7 years old
Thinking “Oh My God” what’s it feel to be 23
Now I’m 27 staring at a kid in the mirror
And all I do is wonder if he’s proud of me
Broken promises made me this way I swear
I wasn’t always numb and indifferent
Bartender,
I need one shot of whiskey
But what could I tip you to refund my innocence
Would I rather be rich in gold
Or rather be rich in the fire
What if I wake up alone
Maybe I’m sick and tired
Or maybe I’m just getting (oh hoo hoo hoo)
Maybe I’m just getting older
Hey bartender,
Happily ever after, why don’t I don’t see it happening
Hey bartender,
Have you ever been in love with someone but terrified of settling
Remember I was young and behaved
But I hurt somebody and I couldn’t find a remedy
And I thought that love was like medicine
I remember being 7 years old
Thinking “Oh My God” what’s it feel to be 23
Now I’m 29 starting at a kid in the mirror
And all I do is wonder if he’s proud of me
Broken promises made me this way I swear
I wasn’t always numb and indifferent
Bartender, I need one shot of whiskey
But what could I tip you to refund my innocence
Cause I don’t wanna be rich in gold
I’d rather be rich in the fire
I don’t wanna wake up alone
Maybe I’m sick and tired
Or maybe I’m just getting old
I’d rather have you to hold
Maybe I’m just getting
They say the older you get
Oh, the wiser you are I should be wiser by far
But I feel more like a child now
Heaven knows I’m a mess
But there’s still some time to build us
A sandcastle inside of this hourglass
And I hope that it’s with you when I say
Bartender, one shot of whiskey
Two shots of pain and a dash of some memory