Too Old To Cut The Mustard    (1952)

When I was young I had lots of pep,
I could get around I didn't need no help.
But since I'm old and a-gettin' gray,
The people look at me and say....

Too old, too old,
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore.
He's a-gettin' too old, he's done got too old,
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore.

I used to could jump just like a deer,
But now I need a new landing gear.
I used to could jump a picket fence,
But now I'm lucky if I jump an inch.

Too old, too old,
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore.
He's a-gettin' too old, he's done got too old,
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore.

When I was young I had an automobile,
I'd scoot myself right under the wheel.
I had to fight the gals off with a stick,
But now they say, "Oh, he makes me sick"

Too old, too old,
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore.
He's a-gettin' too old, he's done got too old,
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore.

Lyrics by Bill Carlisle.
Recorded by Dick Todd; Ernest Tubb; Marlene Dietrich and Rosemary Clooney.


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