Well, I wake in the night and I wanna write about what we went through I've been lying still for weeks Got this new piano and it's older than my dad But it sings the way I think so I stay at home and play And I get in and out some of these days Oh, I'd rather swing below this old red tree But I get tired, yeah, I've seen too much I ain't got a dollar to my name, full of stories I am I ramble on about love and her and her There were two of them, one left and one died One year in the life, you know I lost everything But I found a new home in the women I belong to They make me tired, yeah, I've seen too much Oh, I ain't never been so alone and I never felt so cold I swear that I want love more than I want gold I'd trade it all for one more story with you Or one more kiss with her, one more year innocent And there was a time not so long ago when I knew I had the world Oh, I held it close, close enough to let me go And it made me tired, yeah, I've seen too much Oh yeah, I've seen too much Oh, I say Oh, I say My past swings away from me as I swing beneath this old red tree Been swinging here for years now And I swung through their deaths and weddings And confessed love to the women I belong to And my mother's getting old, she watches colder winters as we age Who does she belong to I bet she's tired, bet she's seen too much I'm tired, I know I've seen too much I'm tired, yeah, I've seen too much Oh, I'm tired, yeah, I've seen too much Yeah, I? m tired