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Olgado - Getting Older Lyrics



Olgado - Getting Older Lyrics




As the years pass by and my hair turns grey
I still find my glasses with just a little delay
My back is aching and my fingers are cold
And the doctor says Lady you might just be getting old

In a tram a young man friendly offered his seat
I said thank you so much boy but there's really no need
'Cause it looks like you're the one who could use a good rest
I rather stand on my feet; these late years are the best

But getting older feels like a crime unless you're bottle of wine
Getting older is out of style that's the problem of our time

My grandchildren are so sweet and behave very well
When I sit down 'cause I've got lots of stories to tell
About life and love about their future or my past
And they look at me smiling coming up to caress
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As the years pass by and my hair turns grey
I still find my glasses with just a little delay
My back is aching and my fingers are cold
And the doctor says Lady you might just be getting old

In a tram a young man friendly offered his seat
I said thank you so much boy but there's really no need
'Cause it looks like you're the one who could use a good rest
I rather stand on my feet; these late years are the best

But getting older feels like a crime unless you're bottle of wine
Getting older is out of style that's the problem of our time

My grandchildren are so sweet and behave very well
When I sit down 'cause I've got lots of stories to tell
About life and love about their future or my past
And they look at me smiling coming up to caress
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Writer: Olga van Boekel
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Performed By: Olgado
Language: English
Length: 3:55
Written by: Olga van Boekel

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