Lyrics

People never ask me for my autograph
They only ask me for a dollar
Old George Washington’s still a popular guy
He’s seen a lot of action
Lots of purses and pockets

But he’s getting older now
And so very, very tired
He’d like to retire, maybe move to the desert
With the lizards and snakes
And the deep-buried rockets

He paid for most of them, you know
Look at his eyes
He’s ready to go

Old George Washington’s movin’ on
Old George Washington’s movin’ on
Look at his eyes
He’s ready to go

Waiting for history to repeat itself
No one wants to listen to those who’ve been there
Or their feelings inside
They’ve already got the scoop
From the Bible and The Enquirer

We’ve gotten older now
And so very, very tired
We’d like to retire
But the world’s gotten smaller
So we sit in our place
Getting lower and higher

We pay for everything, you know

Look at our eyes
We’re ready to go
Old George Washington’s movin’ on
Look at his eyes... He’s ready to go