the men of old

The men of old

Experience brings the fold

They have the money

They have the fame

They have securities

They live in luxuries

They can tempt young women

They can give them the freedom

They may have old faces

They may have wrinkles every where

But do young women care?

They think to claim the pot of gold

The men of old

They have the magnet

The choices are plenty

It's up to them to play the game

But men of old

They may stay alone

They don't want to indulge

Sin staring at their faces

Though wealth may help

The pages of sin stop them

So they grow old graciously

They look at paradise and its gifts