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TURNING OLD
Copyright © 1996 - mickterry.com

INTRO:
It ain't easy turning old.

1: The body ain't the same no more.
I can't do what I did before.
The breath is short. The legs, they are not strong.
The hands are stiff and swollen so.
The hearing left some time ago.
And now the things I try come out all wrong.

2: The mind is going, I'll confess.
And what is left is in a mess.
I don't know what I've said or whom I've told.
The memory's foggy; nothing's clear.
I don't know if I'm there or here.
You bet there ain't no joy to be turning old.

BRIDGE:
Why don't they store me in a memory
or just leave me in a corner?
I can't believe they'd desert me in the end.
Why don't they store me in a memory?
At least leave me where it's warmer.
Could it be I've really outlived all my friends?

3: The eyes ain't what they used to be.
And nothing seems the same to me.
The time is drawing near when I'll be gone.
The life is spent before it's past,
and soon I'll be released at last.
And I won't have to worry none, turning old.

4: But still, I can't complain too much.
My life's been good and full and such.
The work was hard. The joys, they come & go.
I can't say I've accomplished much.
At least I lived without a crutch.
But now at last, I've lost the touch, turning old.

CODA:
It ain't easy turning ... old.

Copyright © 1996  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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Inspired by The Band's Rocking Chair,
this song was first recorded a few hundred years ago on the
empty stage of Stevens Hall Auditorium of Towson University.
It featured Joe Strylowski on his Gibson Hummingbird guitar
and Dave Duerling on his Hofner bass.
At the end of one of the first takes, at precisely accurate timing,
the bell in the steeple above us intoned three o'clock.
Needless to say, we kept the take.
As I am writing this note, Lovin' Spoonful's
Younger Generation (one of Joe's favorites)
starts playing on the stereo, again totally unintentional.
- Mick Terry
3-8-07

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PIMP MY WALKER
MEMORY PROBLEM
WE DON'T WANT MUCH
CONFUSION MADE SIMPLE
THE THINGS THAT I REMEMBER
DEATH MAY BE TRYING TO KILL ME
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