C F C G7 Too old too old he's too old to cut the mustard anymoreC F He's getting too old he's done got too oldC G7 C He's too old to cut the mustard anymore [Verse 1]G7 When I was young I had a lotta pepC I could get around I didn't need no helpG7 But now you're old and a getting grayC The people all look at you and say [Chorus]C F C G7 Too old too old he's too old to cut the mustard anymoreC F He's getting too old he's done got too oldC G7 C He's too old to cut the mustard anymore [Verse 2]G7 I used to could jump just like a deerC But now you need a new landing gearG7 I used to could jump a picket fenceC But now you're lucky if you jump an inch [Chorus]C F C G7 Too old too old he's too old to cut the mustard anymoreC F He's getting too old he's done got too oldC G7 C He's too old to cut the mustard anymore [Verse 3]G7 Well when I was young I had an automobileC Now they push you around in a chair with wheelsG7 I had to fight the gals off with a stickC But now they say he makes me sick [Chorus]C F C G7 Too old too old he's too old to cut the mustard anymoreC F He's getting too old he's done got too oldC G7 C He's too old to cut the mustard anymore [Verse 4]G7 When I was young and in my primeC The gals all used to stand in lineG7 But now they go the other wayC And as they leave I hear them say [Chorus]C F C G7 Too old too old he's too old to cut the mustard anymoreC F He's getting too old he's done got too oldC G7 C He's too old to cut the mustard anymore
Too Old To Cut The Mustard
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