Hardly Getting Over It

Twenty years ago Saw a friend was walking by And I stopped him on the street to ask him How it went and all he did was cry And I looked him in the face But I couldn't see past his eyes I asked him what the problem was He says, here's your disguise Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by, by Old man lays Down by the railroad tracks Got no paper on his pocket Got no paper on his back And I asked him what the time was He says, hit the road now, Jack Went back to see him next week He died of a heart attack and died away Now he's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by He's hardly getting over it He's hardly getting used to getting by, by Grandma, she was sick And she is gonna die And grandpa had a seizure Moved into a hotel cell and died away My parents They just wonder When they both are gonna die And what'll I do when they die? Well, I'm hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting used to getting by, by Well, I'm hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Hardly getting over it Hardly getting by Can hardly get it over it Can hardly get by, by, goodbye Hardly getting over it