Are my best days all behind me
There's no way to tell for sure
No need now to remind me
Today I'm 64

This hill that I've been climbing
The ridge and other side far behind
Hard to believe the me I'll soon enough be
On my way to 65

In this life bite nobody's more surprised
How I ended up here so quick
With half a mind and bloodshot eyes
2 years away from 66

I really should stop this counting
I've only 10 fingers on these 2 hands
And with the nudge of arthritis hounding
Soon enough I'll be 67

Is there anyway to roll these old bones backwards
Being a dollar short and a day late
This old age it ain't for cowards
With knobbly knees on the way to 68

It's hard to hide the telltale signs
Here comes the wind, there goes the time
Before you know it, I'll rightfully own it
The ripe old age of 69

Throwing wide open the curtains on the uncertain
Do I really need to be diving in this deep
Where the moss grows years will show
The shuffling feet of 70

So you see there's no need to remind me
This apple is chewed to the core
With less days ahead than behind me
Today I'm 64