I met old blue eyes On a fast-moving train The winter of two-aught-six in the year of our Lord From the moment he saw me He seemed to know All about this road we would go down Oh, and tonight Old blue eyes He just may try to reach the moon And so will I We lived on a houseboat Near the Gulf of Mexico We spent our days drunk and laughing I would play guitar As the sun would go down And he would sing to me "The Silver Tongued Devil" Oh, and tonight Old blue eyes He just may try to reach thе moon And so will I So will I Oh, and so So... So will I Oh, blue eyes, thе harlot, the queer and the pusher And me