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