We had an apartment in the city
Me and Loretta liked living there
And it'd been years since the kids had grown
A life of their own, left us alone
John and Linda live in Omaha
And Joe is somewhere on the road
And we lost Davy in the Korean War
And I still don't know what for, don't matter anymore
Cho: You know that old trees just grow stronger
And old rivers get wilder every day
Old people just get lonesome
Waiting for someone to say "Hello in there, Hello."
Me and Loretta, we don't talk much more
She sits and stares through the back door screen
And all the news just repeats itself
Like some forgotten dream that weÕve both seen
Some day I'll go and call up Rudy
We worked together at the factory
But what'll I say when he asks, "What's new?"
"Nothin'. What's with you?" Nothin' much to do.
Cho.
So if you're walkin' down the street some day
And spot some hollow, ancient eyes
Please don't just pass 'em by and stare
As if you didn't care, say "Hello in there, Hello
