Story Behind The Song
I am a professional circus clown, and this was written after a few beers with some clown friends kicking the idea of life's ups and downs.
Song Description
Country quizzical lyrical and musical ride song of life. Wonderment of it's meanings and how you rode as you prepare for the dark, maybe humorous, maybe heavenly anticipation of finding out if it was all worthwhile.
| Song Length |
3:34 |
Genre |
Country - Alternative, Country - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Anxious, Joyful |
Subject |
Age, Aging, Heaven |
| Similar Artists |
Travis Tritt, Neil Young |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Growing Old
When I talk, I don't dribble
And if you want my opinion, I'll give you just a little
I ain't rich, but I ain't trash/And I've been as sober as sour mash/Learning to live is my only goal/I'm growing up, and growin old
When you're young and cold, you dream of wealth/And as you grow older, you protect your health/You gotta drink from the cup until the last drops' left/Cause a promise ain't a promise til a promise is kept/Learning to live is my only goal/I'm growin up and growing old
Then God says it's time to graduate/And you see St. Peter at the pearly gates/Does he hand you dice as you die/For a piece of the pie in the sweet by & by/ I'll say I've been a little devil and a stick in the mud/Raised some hell, but I'm washed in the blood/Go ahead, give me what I deserve/I'd tell you what I think, but I ain't got the nerve/If you got the time, could you bless my soul/If you can't, could you put hell on hold/I've had a good time growing up, and growing old