Firmly rooted and quite hellbentThe old grunt packs up the hoseAnd pokes his nose through the old trunk trapHurts from years of concentrationSpent in the umpires associationTalking ’bout the next sensationUp and comingBut now he’s strummingA buzzing one-stringerAlways quite a singerDid his wife in the dueling banjos....(scarred but tougher) [ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/g/guided_by_voices/the_old_grunt.html ]
