Lyrics
[Instrumental Intro]
[Solo Verse]
I mustn't forget that I'm gettin' old—
That's the worst thing ever a man can do.
I must keep in mind without bein' told
That old ideas must give way to new.
[Solo Verse]
Let me be always upon my guard
Never a crabby old man to be,
Youth is too precious to have it marred
By the cranky whims of a man like me.
[Break]
[Solo Bridge]
I must remember that customs change
An' I've had my youth an' my hair is gray,
Mustn't be too surprised at strange
Or startlin' things that the youngsters say;
[Break]
[Solo Bridge]
Mustn't keep the bit in their mouths too tight,
Which is something old people are apt to do.
What used to be wrong may to-day be right
An' it may not be wrong just becoz it's new.
[Solo Verse]
Want 'em to like me an' want 'em to know
That I need their laughter an' mirth an' song,
An' I want 'em near, 'coz I love 'em so,
An' home is the place where their smiles belong.
[Solo Outro]
They're growin' up, an' it seems so queer
To hear them talk of the views they hold,
But age with youth shouldn't interfere
An' I mustn't forget that I'm gettin' old.
[Solo Verse]
Let me be always upon my guard
Never a crabby old man to be,
Youth is too precious to have it marred
By the cranky whims of a man like me.
[Break]
[Solo Bridge]
I must remember that customs change
An' I've had my youth an' my hair is gray,
Mustn't be too surprised at strange
Or startlin' things that the youngsters say;
[Break]
[Solo Bridge]
Mustn't keep the bit in their mouths too tight,
Which is something old people are apt to do.
What used to be wrong may to-day be right
An' it may not be wrong just becoz it's new.
[Solo Verse]
Want 'em to like me an' want 'em to know
That I need their laughter an' mirth an' song,
An' I want 'em near, 'coz I love 'em so,
An' home is the place where their smiles belong.
[Solo Outro]
They're growin' up, an' it seems so queer
To hear them talk of the views they hold,
But age with youth shouldn't interfere
An' I mustn't forget that I'm gettin' old.
[Instrumental]
[Solo Bridge]
I must remember that customs change
An' I've had my youth an' my hair is gray,
Mustn't be too surprised at strange
Or startlin' things that the youngsters say;
[Break]
[Solo Bridge]
Mustn't keep the bit in their mouths too tight,
Which is something old people are apt to do.
What used to be wrong may to-day be right
An' it may not be wrong just becoz it's new.
[Solo Verse]
Want 'em to like me an' want 'em to know
That I need their laughter an' mirth an' song,
An' I want 'em near, 'coz I love 'em so,
An' home is the place where their smiles belong.
[Solo Outro]
They're growin' up, an' it seems so queer
To hear them talk of the views they hold,
But age with youth shouldn't interfere
An' I mustn't forget that I'm gettin' old.
[Solo Outro]
They're growin' up, an' it seems so queer
To hear them talk of the views they hold,
But age with youth shouldn't interfere
An' I mustn't forget that I'm gettin' old.
