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Backstory:

If you live long enough, this is a tune about every man's march through life, and the questions at the end.                                                                         

Lyrics:

                                                  
When I talk, I don't dribble
If you want my opinion, I'll give you just a little
I ain't rich, but I ain't trash
I've been as sober as sour mash
I got a family to feed, and I'm drowning in debt
Money left over, makes me sweat
Learning to live is my only goal
I'm growing up, and gracefully, I'm Growing Old

When you're young and cold, you dream of wealth
And as you grow older, you protect your health
If you ask me my favorite stage
I'll say I can't talk now, I'm just coming of age
You gotta drink from the cup, till the last drops left
Cause a promise ain't a promise, til a promise is kept
Learning to live is my only goal
I'm growin up, and gracefully, I'm Growing Old

Then God says, "it's time to graduate"
You see St Peter at the pearly gates
Does he hand you the dice as you die
For a piece of the pie, in the sweet by and by
I'll say I've been a little devil, and a stick in the mud
I've raised some hell, but I'm washed in the blood
Go ahead and give me what I deserve
I'd tell you what I think, but I ain't got the nerve
If you got the time, could you bless my soul
If you can't, could you put hell on hold
I've had a good life, growing up, and Growing Old
I've had a good life, growing up....and Growing Old