At my age

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At my age

I’m not about to get up and go and climb a tree.

For if I fall

I’d suffer much more than just a knock around the old ‘proverbial knees.’

For at my age

I’d have to say, “I’d pass on the 26 mile marathon.”

Me heart’s not where it use to be

and me running legs are certainly long ago gone.

I reckon at my age

I no longer need to show off me great sporting prowess.

These days pottering around in the garden

is when I’m at me ultimate best.

Cause at my age

I’m quite content to watch others exhibit their athletic flair,

while sitting back in my old arm chair.

It’s more of a case of, done that, / been there,

at my age.