The lights come up for the thousandth time
And I stepped out on that stage again
With a little bit of gray in my ponytail
And trying to hold my stomach in

I sung my golden oldie
From my Fabulous Fifty's act
Then I did my old Chuck Berry hop
And I nearly broke my friggin' back

Now I'm an old man tryin' to do a young man's job
Bouncin' round the stage, not acting my age, and hopin' that I don't drop
Well, I'm too old for rock n' roll but I'm too damn poor to stop
I'm just an old man tryin' to be a young man,
Old man acting like a young man,
Old trying man to do a young man's job.

Then I come off of the stage with the sweats and the shakes
And this rug slipping off of my dome
And this sweet young waitress kindly volunteered
Said she'd like to drive me home

She helped me up the stairs and into my chair
Helped me off with my elevator shoes
Then she tucked me snuggly in my bed
And then she got in there, too!

I'm just an old man tryin' to do a young man's job
Bouncin' round the room goin' sha-boom sha-boom, hopin my heart don't stop
I'm too old for all this rock n' roll but I'm too damn vain to stop
I'm just an old man tryin' to do a young man's job.

I'm just an old man tryin' to do a young man's job
Bouncin' round the room goin' sha-boom sha-boom, hopin my heart don't stop
I'm too old for all this rock n' roll but I'm too damn vain to stop
I'm just an old man tryin' to be a young man,
Old man acting like a young man,
Old trying to do a young man's job.