Forty is the old age of youth
Which all
sounds very sage
Whereas
after another decade
Forty is the old age of youth
Which all
sounds very sage
Whereas
after another decade
You may be 50
But don’t
worry, yet
You’re not
over the hill
So don’t
you fret
There is
nothing to fear
It’s only a
number you know
It’s not as
if overnight
You’ve lost
your get up and go
It’s just a
number, Happy Birthday.
It is a big
number though
You may be 40
But don’t
worry, yet
You’re not
over the hill
So don’t
you fret
There is
nothing to fear
It’s only a
number you know
You won’t
suddenly get all wrinkly
Or ache
from head to toe
It’s just a
number, Happy Birthday.
You do look
old though
Of course, you're not old
Stop making
a fuss
You’ve just
been young
You may be 60
But don’t
worry, yet
You’re not
over the hill
So don’t
you fret
There is
nothing to fear
It’s only a number you know
Think of it as ripening
Don't think of it as a blow,
You won't suddenly look haggard
That
happened long ago
It’s just a
number, Happy Birthday.
You are an
age though
There was an old woman
Called nothing-at-all,
Which made
it quite difficult
To get her
a passport
Do you remember the twenty first of September?
A very
special date is it not?
It’s our
wedding anniversary you idiot
And should
never be forgot