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Title
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Old age
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Singer
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Halliday, Arthur Hewer
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Song Lyrics
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Verse 1
The subject of my little song,
I do not think you will say it's wrong;
Though youth and beauty are all the rage,
I never will despise old age.
Chorus
Never will I despise old age,
Though youth and beauty are all the rage;
But drink to the health of those who clung,
And cared for us when we were young.
Verse 2
I have a father eighty three,
And a mother soon that age will be;
To me their duty they have done,
May Heaven protect them for their son!
Chorus
Verse 3
When I was quite a littler babe,
No troubles I knew, but troubles gave;
Kicking, squalling and shouting out,
And knocking all the crocks about.
Chorus
Verse 4
Sometimes mother would get cross,
Then on her knees she would me toss;
Saying this to Mr Brown -
'He's the finest boy in all the town.'
Chorus
Verse 5
Some say, 'Let the old wear first!'
But in my mind it should be reversed.
For many years for us they toiled,
It's time for them our hands were soiled.
Chorus
Verse 6
May Heaven bless them for their grey hairs,
And keep them from all grief and cares!
Let us do to them as they have done!
It's the duty of every mother's son.
