Growing Old Is Not For Sissies

Growing old is not for sissies
You want to laugh or cry and shout
Every day brings you some new challenge
As one thing fades or one wears out

Don't want to be the last one standing
Don't want to die before my time
Don't want to [C7]leave the ones I love
Don't want to [C7]face the judgment line

If I'da known I'd live this long [Am]
I'da taken so much better care
Of myself when I was [Am7]younger
And worried less about my [A]hair

Don't want to [C7]be [Am]the last one standing
Don't want to [C7]die before my [A]time
Don't want to [C7]leave the ones I love
Don't want to [C7]face the judgment line

Thinking back on [C7]all [Em]things I've done
Places gone and [Bm]songs I've sung
Known my [A]share of pains and [Bm]pleasures
Lived too long [Am]for [Dm7]dying young

Growing old is not for [Dm7]sissies
But we haven't lost that hunger
We may have lost an edge or two
That we had when we were younger
We won't go gentle into [C7]that good night
It's ɾeally not our fashion [C7]
We may have lost a thing or two
But we haven't lost our passion

If I could sum all [Em]I've learned
There's one thing that I'd leave with you [A7
Don't put off 'til tomorrow
All the things that you [A7want to [C7]do

Don't want to [C7]be [Am]the last one standing
Don't want to [C7]die before my [A]time
Don't want to [C7]leave the ones I love
Don't want to [C7]face the judgment line
Growing old is not for [Dm7]sissies