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 fogotten dream, that we've both seen
some day I'll go and call up Rudy
we worked together at the factory
what could i say if he asks what's new?
"nothing, what's with you?"
Nothing much to do
You know that old trees just grow stronger
And old rivers grow wilder every day
Old people just grow lonesome
Waiting for someone to say, hello in there.
So if you're walking down a street some time 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
Artist: John Prine
Song: Hello In There
Album: John Prine
1971, Atlantic
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