A
I can almost hear some of you say
A
“You’d think he’d have more sense at his age
E
The crazy old man in the old tam-o-shanter’s
A
Getting carried away”
[Verse 2]
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Sometimes it’s almost too much to stand
A
But it’s not my place to take you in hand
E
It used to be a man and his madness
A
Were as sacred as the coming of day
[Verse 3]
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It’s strange how things will stick in the mind
A
You’d think the years would leave them behind
E
But long ago moments as a winner
A
Kind of push the recent memories aside
[Verse 4]
A
Symptomatic, you say, of old age
A
But it’s something that nobody can gauge
E
It may be that I’ve sorted out the memories I can keep
A
And thrown the others away
[Chorus]
E
There’s some who would say, “Just let him sit and decay”
D A
But I really can’t believe that it’s true
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There’s bits of yourself you always have to live up to
D E
If only for a moment or two
[Verse 5]
A
There’s little time to spend sitting down
A
When feeling good means moving around
E
And I can’t be blamed if I remember my name
A
And why it made me so proud
[Whistling Break]
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[Chorus]
E
There’s some who would say, “Just let him sit and decay”
D A
But I really can’t believe that it’s true
Db7
There’s bits of yourself you always have to live up to
D E
If only for a moment or two
[Verse 6]
A
At my age I do as I choose
A
And shouldn’t need to make an excuse
E
I know you all feel a little famous inside
A
And I’m no different than you
E
I know you all feel a little famous inside
A
And I’m no different than you
[Whistling Outro]
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