The Old Man No One Loves
Composer(s): W. Asbill
Performer(s): George Jones



In a bar-room down in Georgia sits an old man
His whiskers grey an' two or three days old
You can tell he's dreaming up another story
Just in case there's one he hasn't told

There's a story that he tells about a woman
And always says she was a Beauty Queen
But it's 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 sure tells some big ones
And everybody laughs and says, "You know that old man lies"

There's the one he always tells about his children
His son's a doctor 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 sure tells some big ones
And everybody laughs and says, "You know that old man lies"

But you know, that old man no one loves, he died this mornin'
The whole town was shocked by all those big limousines
And all his children gathered round and they wept beside him
And one cried out, "My Daddy's gone to meet his Beauty 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 sure tells some big ones
And everybody laughs and says, "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 sure tells some big ones
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