As old Joe sat a dyin'   The baby down the hall was cryin'   Somebody had a party goin' on   The fat boy you told tales to   Moved away the other day   To think with no goodbye   He could have gone      A postcard from Sun City   Was found layin' by your side   A kind of desert place   Where old folks dry away      You gazed out through the window   At the wonders of the sky   As if it were the first time every day      There ain't no-one left alive to call me Joe   You used to say   No-one left alive   To call me Joe.      You've been beyond the boundaries   Understood it all   And thought of nothing   The ultimate was simple to your eyes   Just watch the world make madness   As the youth cried their replies   An old man knows far better than to try.   They say towards the end   You hardly left your shabby room   Where once you loved to go   Walkin' thru' the day   Sit back and watch a spider   Weave your window   'Cross the moon   And meals on wheels   Laughed kindly   When you'd say:      There ain't no-one left alive to call me Joe   To call me Joe   No-one left alive to call me Joe.