I'm Getting Old Before My Time - Glenn Frey

I’m getting old before my time

Just worrying over you

I’m getting old and it’s a crime

To treat me the way you do

I’m getting old before my time

I’ll need a crutch and a cane

Woolworth’s has some rings for a dime

Buy one and I won’t complain

We planned to get married

About ten years ago

You stalled and you tarried

You wouldn’t say «yes"and you wouldn’t say «no»

I’m getting old before my time

Someday I’ll feel like new

That’s when we’ll hear the preacher speak

And I’ll belong to you

We planned to get married

About ten years ago

You stalled and you tarried

You wouldn’t say «yes"and you wouldn’t say «no»

I’m getting old;

my bones just creak

Someday I’ll feel like new

That’s when we’ll hear the preacher speak

And I’ll belong to you

And I’ll belong to you