When I am old and gray,
And walk with a sway,
and a leopard cane,
and this tattoo starts sagging;

When I am old and gray,
With these bones that start lacking,
And these ***** that are sagging
And I start falling away;

When I am old and gray,
And set in my ways,
With a smile on my face,
And a grandchild at my feet,

When I am old and gray,
What a happy little old person,
I'll be,
with curls in my hair,
And a pleasant memory,
What a sweet old woman I'll be.