[Chorus: Both]
Too old, too old, he's too old to cut the mustard anymore
He's gettin' too old, he's done got too old
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore
[Verse 1: Red Foley & Ernest Tubb]
When I was young, I had a lotta pep
I could get around, didn't need no help
But now you're old and a gettin' gray
The people all look at you and say
[Chorus: Both]
Too old, too old, he's too old to cut the mustard anymore
He's gettin' too old, he's done got too old
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore
[Verse 2: Red Foley & Ernest Tubb]
I used to could jump just like a deer
But now you need a new landing gear
I used to could jump a picket fence
But now you're lucky if you jump an inch
[Chorus: Both]
Too old, too old, he's too old to cut the mustard anymore
He's gettin' too old, he's done got too old
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore
[Verse 3: Red Foley & Ernest Tubb]
When I was young I had an automobile
Now they push you around in a chair with wheels
I had to fight the gals off with a stick
But now they say he makes me sick
[Chorus: Both]
Too old, too old, he's too old to cut the mustard anymore
He's gettin' too old, he's done got too old
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore
[Verse 4: Red Foley & Ernest Tubb]
When I was young and in my prime
The gals all used to stand in line
But now they go the other way
And as they leave I hear them say
[Chorus: Both]
Too old, too old, he's too old to cut the mustard anymore
He's gettin' too old, he's done got too old
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore
Too Old To Cut The Mustard was written by Bill Carlisle.