Lyrics

GETTIN OLD BLUES


Refrain:

I?ve got the gettin old
It?s them gettin old blues
It?s them gettin old
Those gettin old blues

I?ve got one bad hip
I?ve got one stiff knee
And it?s takin me
Five times as long to pee
That?s those gettin old
That?s those gettin old blues

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All of the hair has fallen
Off my head
It?s grown outa my ears and nose instead
That?s them gettin old
That?s those gettin old blues

Refrain:

When I walk up the staris
I feel faint
My arteries are harder, but my pecker ain?t
That?s them gettin old
That?s those gettin old blues

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I?ve got so many kinds of ills
That I?m takin seventeen different pills
My belly?s so big, I can?t see my feet
A good B.M. is a special treat
I have a senior moment every day
And I?ain?t had no lovin since Y2K
That?s them gettin old
That?s those gettin old blues

Refrain:

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I?ve got these pains in my back and my neck
My whole skeleton?s just a general wreck
My eyes are so bad, I can?t drive at night
And they ain?t much better in broad daylight
I can get exhausted, just thinkin bout work
And my drug pushers are Pfizer and Merck
That?s them gettin old
That?s those gettin old blues

When I was young I used to drink all the time
Now I get drunk on a glass of wine
I used to punch anybody that would give my lip
Now I?m afraid I might break a hip
It must be close to the bitter end
When metamucil is your best friend
Sometimes I think I don?t care if I live
(pause)
but I?m so damned scared of the alternative
That?s them gettin old
That?s those gettin old blues.



Bob Altmiller
117 Baldwin LN
Harrison City, PA 15636
raltmiller@verizon.net
ph: 412/849-3151
C.2006