Birthday Boy Blues

It ain't no fun in growing older
It's just a big ol' drag
All my friends they are dying off
And I feel like a rung-out rag
All them presents don't mean nothing
I trade 'em all to be young and gay
Yeah, put a candle on my birthday cake
And blow me, blow me away

It ain't no fun in celebratin'
Yeah celebratin' it just don't work
They say 60 is the new 40
So why don't I feel like I am some young turk
They laugh about my old-age spread
They laugh about my hair of gray
Yeah, put a candle on my birthday cake
And blow me, blow me away

It ain't no fun being all broke down
And hear them kids call me "sir"
Maybe if I squint harder in the mirror
I could see myself as I once were
If only I could just put it off
Put it off for one more day
Yeah, put a candle on my birthday cake
And blow me, blow me away

It ain't no fun to raise my glass and toast to being 62
What is worth commemorating
When I'm facing my own Waterloo
Wish I that could swish around the dance floor
Just like Danny Kaye
Yeah, put a candle on my birthday cake
And blow me, blow me away



Credits
Writer(s): Eliot Wilder
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