My Get Up And Go

D G                 D
 How do I know my youth is all spent?
    A                 D
My get up and go has got up and went
         G                   D
But in spite of it all I'm able to grin
      A                                D
And think of the places my get up has been

D                A
Old age is golden so I've heard said
                             D
But sometimes I wonder as I crawl into bed
       G                       D
With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup
  E                         A
My eyes on a table until I wake up
    D                    A
As sleep dims my vision I say to myself:
                              D
Is there nothin' else I should lay on the shelf?
          G                       D
But though nations are warring and business is vexed
    A                                      D
I'll still stick around to see what happens next.
Repeat Chorus

 D                    A
When I was young my slippers were red
                                D
I could kick up my heels right over my head
G                    D
When I was older my slippers were blue
     E                                   A
But still I could dance the whole night through
 D                 A
Now I am older my slippers turned black
   A7                       D
I huff to the store and I puff my way back
     G                  D
But never you laugh, I don't mind at all
            A                                  D
'cause I'd rather be huffing than not puff at all
Repeat Chorus

  D                        A
I get up each morning and dust off my wits
  A7                D
Open the paper and read the 'obits
G                    D
If I'm not there I know I'm not dead
      A                                   D
So I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed

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