In a bar room down in Georgia sits an old man

His whisker grey and two or three days old

You can tell he's dreaming up another story

Just in case there's one hasn't told.



There's a story that he tell about a woman

And always says she was a beauty queen

But he said the angels came for her one morning

After that he just gave up on everything.



The old man no one loves is what they call him

The tales he tells are taller than the sky

The old man no one loves could tell some big ones

And everybody laugh's and said you know that old man lies.



There's the one he always tell about his children

His son, the Doctor's up in Ohio

His daughter owns a bank in California

But he don't ever see them anymore.



The old man no one loves is what they call him

The tales he tells are taller than the sky

The old man no one loves could tell some big ones

And everybody laugh's and say you know that old man lies.



But you know that old man that no one loves, he died this morning

The whole town was shocked by all those big long limozines

And all his children gathered 'round and they wept beside him

And one cried out my daddies gone to join his beaurty queen.



The old man no one loves is what they call him

The tales he tells are taller than the sky

The old man no one loves could tell some big ones

And everybody laughes and said you know that old man lies.



The old man no one loves is what they call him

The tales he tells are taller than the sky

The old man no one loves could tell some big ones

Writer : WYMAN ASBILL
Copyright : Lyrics © KENNETH GIST PKA KENNY O'DELL D/B/A KENNY O'DELL MUSIC , SHYLANE MUSIC