Poppy Day lyrics

Tattoos on his forearms Faded behind his liver spots and gold watch strap His son never visits him Since they fell out years ago and its as simple as that Keeps his good blazer for poppy day Umbrella for a gun and his hair so grey Lost in a world of his thoughts as he turns away Wishes that his grandkids would maybe just come for a day Maybe his son could bury the hatchet what you say? His wife had a heart attack When his horse won the National three or four years ago Pretends he doesn`t miss her But he always keeps his pathway clear of winter snow Keeps his good blazer for poppy day Umbrella for a gun and his hairs so grey Wishes that his grandkids would maybe just come for a day Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say? Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say? [Guitar solo] Keeps his good blazer for poppy day (poppy day) Umbrella for a gun and his hairs so grey (so grey) Lost in a world of his thoughts as he turns away Wishes that his grandkids would maybe just come for a day Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say? Maybe his son could bury the hatchet, what you say? What you say? [outro]