There was an Old Man with a beard, down the road
His name was Old Man Shilsky, he hated colored people and loved his kind
He had two daughters, and a son
His wife was nearly blind in one eye and her body was ill
The son died in war and both daughters left the old man
The old man got divorced and left the ill woman
That Old Man Shilsky that lives down the road, is know gone
With nothing but himself