Silver Fox
Years have aged me silvered now,
At seventy-six I be.
Shuffling along no cares have I,
My heart and soul still free.
All through the years I learned so much,
This mind so cunning now.
Grace, charm and elegance, just natural some how.
Give it up ~ no not I,
I'll chase them till I drop.
We'll dance and sing till morning light, to reggae and to pop.
And when at last time catches up,
And shuffles off my socks.
Remember me only as I was ~ a cunning silver fox.
At seventy-six I be.
Shuffling along no cares have I,
My heart and soul still free.
All through the years I learned so much,
This mind so cunning now.
Grace, charm and elegance, just natural some how.
Give it up ~ no not I,
I'll chase them till I drop.
We'll dance and sing till morning light, to reggae and to pop.
And when at last time catches up,
And shuffles off my socks.
Remember me only as I was ~ a cunning silver fox.
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