People Are Crazy

This old man and me, were at the bar and we
Were having us some beers and swaping: I don't cares
Talking politics, blonde and red-head chicks
Old dogs and new tricks and habits we aint kicked

We talked about Gods grace and all the hell we raised
Then I heard the ol' man say
God is great, beer is good and people are crazy

He said: I fought two wars
Been married and divorced
What brings you to Ohio?
He said: Damned if I know
We talked an hour or two about every girl we knew
What all we put them through
Like two old boys will do

We pondered life an death
He light a cigarette
He said: These damn things will kill me yet
But God is great, beer is good and people are crazy

Last call its 2am, I said goodbye to him
I never talk to him again
Then one sunny day, I saw the old mans face
Front page Obituary, he was a millionaree
He left his fortune to some guy he barely knew
His kids were mad as hell
But me, I'm doing well
And I drop by today, to just say thanks and pray
I left a six-pack right there on his grave and I said: God is great
Beer is good, and people are crazy

God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy
God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy