Growing Old Ain’t for Sissies

We’re C sitting on the front porch G laughing at the years.
Am Counting all the wrinkles like our F medals and our cheers
C In this home of memories where G time moves kind of slow
We Am say a name for sissies as the F sunsets start to glow

C Age your name for sissies, but we’re G dancing anyway
With a Am joke & a smile we’ll F keep the years at bay.
There’s a C little world of ours with a G golden moment shine
We Am turn the page together as we F toast tomorrow time
C Ohhh G Ohhh Am Yeah F

There’s a C twinkle in our stories and a G twang in how we sing.
Mix a Am bit of country laughter in on F top of everything.
Like a C Randy Newman grin with some G apple in the air .
We’re a Am band of joyful rebels in our F rocking chairs out there.

So G here’s to all the seasons that we F carry in our souls.
We’re Am painting life in laughter as the F rocking gently rolls.

C Age and aim for sissies, but we G wouldn’t trade a day
With a Am hopeful little chuckle we’ll F keep time’s blues away
On the C Beatitudes front porch under G Arizona skies.
We’ll Am sing our anthem proudly as the F years just roll on by.
C Ohhh G Ohhh Am Yeah F C