The sun was going down in the northern part of town

The moon was rising high through the clouds

The old folks going home and the young one? s going down

Town to mix it up and all fall round

The old man looks the same as he justifies his name

And Cindy-Jane is waiting there for me, na... na... na

Time looks on in amazement

It smiles at the damage it? s done

It tells you to keep on moving

It never tells you when you? re wrong

Cindy-Jane and me, we? re sitting in a tree

We? re looking down, we? re out of sight, we? re having fun, na... na... na

The late night bars are closing, and the girls are going home

A child without a father sits alone

The morning brings a new day

Thank God the old one? s gone away,

We? ll never see it again.

A grey man in a grey suit, he stands there looking proud

But when the sun slips away, he goes too, ne... na... na