As I’m getting older, chip up on my shoulder

　　Rolling through life, to roll over and die

　　Missing hippy Jon, salad days are gone

　　Remembering things just to tell ‘em so long

　　Oh mama, actin’ like my life’s already over

　　Oh dear, act your age and try another year

　　Always feeling tired, smiling when required

　　Write another year off and kindly resign

　　Salad days are gone, missing hippy Jon

　　Remembering things just to tell ‘em so long

　　Oh mama, actin’ like my life’s already over

　　Oh dear, act your age and try another year

　　Oh mama, actin’ like my life’s already over

　　Oh dear, act your age and try another year