It's True - The Joys of Getting Older

A fantastic folk song with even more fantastic lyrics.

This song just makes me giggle and i have to sing along during the chorus, it's so hard not to sway and sing along every time i hear this. Below are the lyrics for your enjoyment, Master
 where you can sing along.


There's a man somewhere in Carolina
sipping  cheap whiskey from his fine china
his thoughts on U.S. foreign policy 
are like an infant with cerebral palsy,  . . .  trying to swim
hes often quoted as saying 
that only the weak die praying

that the smart and the strong
well they just carry on
and create their own destiny

He speaks it seems almost endlessly
if he'd look, he'd see, that no one is listening
but he babbles on
 and to him it must not dawn

 that hes not making sense

and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
 to find her and to hold her
and in your eyes you will see, she only loves me
and your just a habit dying hard.

Theres a fist flying at Jim Jacksons Jaw
thrown by an officer of the law
He called the cop an oinker,
 so they threw him in the clinker
he spent all of one day behind bars

two weeks after he was arrested
his incarceration was protested
they said wheres the evidence
whats the offence?
other than having dark skin?

they replied, your conduct was disorderly
you will be sentenced accordingly
they said theres no respect for police anymore
Jim says its hard to respect the uniform
if you can't respect the man

and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
 to find her and to hold her
but my liberty, it's just up to me
i'll decide what's right and wrong

there's an old country western guitar
played by some young man
in some downtown bar
it was once owned by bobby zimmerman
but no one seems to remember him
as i recall he was a trifle irreverent
but i refused to hold that against him
cause he started to learn
not to speak out of turn
but he vanished like a fart in the wind
but if you'll just close your eyes and listen
and remember for a moment to miss him
you could still hear him cry
longing to find
that old country guitar

and he sings
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
 to find her and to hold her
and i'll stroke softly her strings
and with me she'll sing
an old country western love song

there's a sign on oak street that reads stop
but Peter Whitherspoon did not
 and he and his his wife gave up their lives

to an 18 wheel peter built truck
now this really doesn't even have to be said
but when she heard they were both dead
their daughter marie only sweet 16
didn't take the news well at all
she died her hair black and refused medication
she was high on methanphetamins and self mutilation
and she often asked the question
if theres a god out there
how could he be so mean

and he sings 
Ooohhhhhh boy, the joys of getting older
Ooohhhhhhh man do what you can,
 to find her and to hold her
cause the answer's right here
and its surprisingly clearit's not easy to see
but its' perfectly free
it's not mine it's not yours
so put away your credit cards

true love is what you're looking for.