Young Ways

Well, I may be getting old
But I got young-fashioned ways
Well, I may be getting old
But I still got young-fashioned ways
Young, big-legged women
Keep a smile on my face

If my heart turning gray
I know you think the way I feel
If my heart turning gray
I know you think the way I feel
There may be snow up on the mountain
But it's fire down under the hill

I may be getting old
But I still like to have fun
You know I may begin old
But I still like to have fun
I may not walk as fast as I used to
But I can still get the job done

Well, I may be getting old
But I still got eyes that see
Well, I may be getting old
But I still got eyes that see
You got something down there, little girl
Whoa, worrying the hell out of me