Mick Brady: Lyrics

Old lady walking down the beach on her own

She’s taking her time, she’s got no one at home

She likes to get out in the morning sun

Feel the surf on her feet, taste the salt on her tongue

And she’s happy that she’s made it

She’s happy that she’s made it

She’s old enough to know that you are what you are

And she’s happy that she’s made it this far

Young guy running by her and he’s moving so fast

He doesn’t even see her, got his mind on his task

He knows the girls are watching and he hopes he looks good

He’s a little insecure and a little bit smug

But he’s happy that he’s made it

He’s happy that he’s made it

He's innocent enough in affairs of the heart

And he’s happy that he’s made it this far

Pretty woman sets up on the beach every day

She sets out her towels in her own special way

Does her stretches and her yoga in her little pants and top

It’s all about the spirit but she likes the guys to watch

And she’s happy that she’s made it

She’s happy that she’s made it

She likes to think that she's a little bit of a star

And she’s happy that she’s made it this far

Old guy at the window taking everything in

He don’t get out a lot but he’s happy in his skin

The whole world is going on just outside his door

He pretends he doesn’t notice, like he’s seen it all before

But he’s happy that he’s made it

He’s happy that he’s made it

He just sits there strumming on an old guitar

And he’s happy that he’s made it this far

© Mick Brady