To the young people, I am a curious sight,
Walking slowly but surely towards town.
They say that I should be safe in my bed,
But I tell them, “I can still get around.”
I’m not quick as the roadrunner, I know,
But I’m still as wise as the old red fox.
Don’t let the bent back fool you, children,
For I learned to fight down at the docks.
So, laugh all you want at my slow steps,
But let me give some much-needed advice.
Take care of yourself and treat people right,
For long life is like the roll of the dice.
Not everyone lives to see as many years
As I have been so blessed by God to see.
So, I won’t lose one moment laying abed,
I’ll get around, even if it’s very slowly.