How do I know my youth is all spent?
My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
And think of the places my getup has been!
Old age is golden, or so I’ve heard said,
But sometimes I wonder, as I crawl into bed,
With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup,
My eyes on the table until I wake up.
As sleep dims my vision, I say to myself:
Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf?
But, though nations are warring, and Congress is vexed,
We’ll still stick around to see what happens next!
How do I know my youth is all spent?
My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
And think of the places my getup has been!
When I was young, my slippers were red;
I could kick up my heels right over my head.
When I was older my slippers were blue,
But still I could dance the whole night through.
Now I am older, my slippers are black.
I huff to the store and puff my way back.
But never you laugh; I don’t mind at all:
I’d rather be huffing than not puff at all!
How do I know my youth is all spent?
My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
And think of the places my getup has been!
I get up each morning and dust off my wits,
Open the paper, and read the Obits.
If I’m not there, I know I’m not dead,
So I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed!
How do I know my youth is all spent?
My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
And think of the places my getup has been!
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:04.851]How do I know my youth is all spent?
[00:07.977]My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
[00:11.829]But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
[00:15.456]And think of the places my getup has been!
[00:19.879]
[00:23.486]Old age is golden, or so I’ve heard said,
[00:26.596]But sometimes I wonder, as I crawl into bed,
[00:30.231]With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup,
[00:33.855]My eyes on the table until I wake up.
[00:41.352]As sleep dims my vision, I say to myself:
[00:45.484]Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf?
[00:48.812]But, though nations are warring, and Congress is vexed,
[00:53.699]We’ll still stick around to see what happens next!
[00:58.095]
[00:58.871]How do I know my youth is all spent?
[01:01.198]My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
[01:05.041]But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
[01:08.917]And think of the places my getup has been!
[01:17.692]
[01:18.205]When I was young, my slippers were red;
[01:21.061]I could kick up my heels right over my head.
[01:24.688]When I was older my slippers were blue,
[01:28.845]But still I could dance the whole night through.
[01:35.292]Now I am older, my slippers are black.
[01:38.119]I huff to the store and puff my way back.
[01:42.242]But never you laugh; I don’t mind at all:
[01:46.412]I’d rather be huffing than not puff at all!
[01:49.726]
[01:50.502]How do I know my youth is all spent?
[01:53.601]My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
[01:57.241]But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
[02:01.114]And think of the places my getup has been!
[02:04.718]
[02:09.913]I get up each morning and dust off my wits,
[02:13.292]Open the paper, and read the Obits.
[02:16.917]If I’m not there, I know I’m not dead,
[02:20.818]So I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed!
[02:24.418]
[02:25.192]How do I know my youth is all spent?
[02:28.262]My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
[02:32.142]But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
[02:35.742]And think of the places my getup has been!
How do I know my youth is all spent?
My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
And think of the places my getup has been!
Old age is golden, or so I’ve heard said,
But sometimes I wonder, as I crawl into bed,
With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup,
My eyes on the table until I wake up.
As sleep dims my vision, I say to myself:
Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf?
But, though nations are warring, and Congress is vexed,
We’ll still stick around to see what happens next!
How do I know my youth is all spent?
My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
And think of the places my getup has been!
When I was young, my slippers were red;
I could kick up my heels right over my head.
When I was older my slippers were blue,
But still I could dance the whole night through.
Now I am older, my slippers are black.
I huff to the store and puff my way back.
But never you laugh; I don’t mind at all:
I’d rather be huffing than not puff at all!
How do I know my youth is all spent?
My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
And think of the places my getup has been!
I get up each morning and dust off my wits,
Open the paper, and read the Obits.
If I’m not there, I know I’m not dead,
So I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed!
How do I know my youth is all spent?
My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
And think of the places my getup has been!
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:04.851]How do I know my youth is all spent?
[00:07.977]My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
[00:11.829]But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
[00:15.456]And think of the places my getup has been!
[00:19.879]
[00:23.486]Old age is golden, or so I’ve heard said,
[00:26.596]But sometimes I wonder, as I crawl into bed,
[00:30.231]With my ears in a drawer, my teeth in a cup,
[00:33.855]My eyes on the table until I wake up.
[00:41.352]As sleep dims my vision, I say to myself:
[00:45.484]Is there anything else I should lay on the shelf?
[00:48.812]But, though nations are warring, and Congress is vexed,
[00:53.699]We’ll still stick around to see what happens next!
[00:58.095]
[00:58.871]How do I know my youth is all spent?
[01:01.198]My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
[01:05.041]But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
[01:08.917]And think of the places my getup has been!
[01:17.692]
[01:18.205]When I was young, my slippers were red;
[01:21.061]I could kick up my heels right over my head.
[01:24.688]When I was older my slippers were blue,
[01:28.845]But still I could dance the whole night through.
[01:35.292]Now I am older, my slippers are black.
[01:38.119]I huff to the store and puff my way back.
[01:42.242]But never you laugh; I don’t mind at all:
[01:46.412]I’d rather be huffing than not puff at all!
[01:49.726]
[01:50.502]How do I know my youth is all spent?
[01:53.601]My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
[01:57.241]But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
[02:01.114]And think of the places my getup has been!
[02:04.718]
[02:09.913]I get up each morning and dust off my wits,
[02:13.292]Open the paper, and read the Obits.
[02:16.917]If I’m not there, I know I’m not dead,
[02:20.818]So I eat a good breakfast and go back to bed!
[02:24.418]
[02:25.192]How do I know my youth is all spent?
[02:28.262]My get-up-and-go has got up and went!
[02:32.142]But, in spite of it all, I’m able to grin
[02:35.742]And think of the places my getup has been!