The years roll on and your hair gets thin,
and you start to grow on your second chin.
Gets monotonous, don't it?
I've used every ton ic in the world,
and my head's just as bald
Mosquitoes use it for a skating rink.
Plum aggravating sometimes.
My teeth are gone, all but two.
A lot of good they're going to do,
Sure makes it hard chowing.
Got no more lap when a snake's got hips
And when I squat, something rips
Just more and more teaches,
I get up at night to look at the moon
It's as dark as the inside of
I stumped my toe on the spit tomb.
Well, ought to have modern plumbing.
Sure fit this old rocking chair.
Folks point him out and say he's a wizard,
and he's dead at 40 with a burned -out gizzard.
Can't help but smile at some of these guys
who get so big in the public's eyes.
Nope, can't take it with you.
life has many a twist and turn and we live
and die and never learn if our
wings will flap or our tail feathers burn
powerful uncertainty yep the years
Roll on and I try to grin, keep things from getting under my skin,
Life gets tasteless, don't it?
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