No sign yer gittin’ old when yer hair turns gray;No sign yer gittin’ old when yer teeth decay;but Buddy, yer ready for a turn of sleepwhen yer mind makes a date that yer body can’t keep !
No sign yer gittin’ old when yer hair turns gray;No sign yer gittin’ old when yer teeth decay;but Buddy, yer ready for a turn of sleepwhen yer mind makes a date that yer body can’t keep !