I'M FINE JUST GROWING OLDER
Oh, there is nothing wrong with me
Can't you see I'm healthy as a bee
With arthritis in my knees
And in my voice a slight wheeze
Got a weak pulse and my blood is thin
But you know what I'm well for the shape I'm in
All my teeth just had to come out
My diet I never think about
I'm too fat and can't get thin
But you know what, I'm well for the shape I'm in
Stiff arch supports for my tiny feet
Or I couldn't walk or run on any street
Can't sleep a wink night after night
But wake up each morning and find I'm alright
My memory is going and my head is in a spin
But you know what, I'm well for the shape I'm in
Golden old age I've heard it said
But makes me wonder as wander off to bed
My ears are in a drawer, teeth plopped in a cup
My bifocal glasses laid on a shelf till I get up
As sleep dims my eyes, I say to myself
Now, what else should I lay on the shelf?
Oh, you know for sure my youth has been spent
Cause my get-up-and-go has got-up-and-went
But, I really don't care when I think with a grin
Of all the wonderful places my get-up-and-go has been
So,I get up every morning and dust off my wits
I pick up the newspaper and read all the obits
Oh, my name is missing so guess I'm not dead
So, I gobble my breakfast and hop back into bed
But, the moral of this little tale unfolds
Is that you and me are really getting very old
So tell everyone "I'm fine" with a great big grin
Than to let all our friends know the shape we are in