Old age has caught me
But I don't really mind
I look in my mirror
and what do I find?
My skin is still clear
and my eyes are quite bright
With the aid of some pills
My health is alright.
So why should I worry
Or why should I fret
There's plenty of life
In the old girl yet.
Old age has caught up with me
In years that is true
But my mind won't accept it
and neither should you!
Mary Potts