Old

Getting old
Ain’t no place for
Sissies

Sore joints and itchy eyes
Poor vision and sagging thighs
Getting old is some great trip
Even if I break a hip
Entropy is what I’m doing
But it’s wisdom that I’m been brewing
The best of life is saves for last
I left all the miseries in the past
Now it’s clear be of good cheer
I may not last another year

Getting old
Ain’t no place for
Sissies
Betty Davis