A Lot Like Me

We’re gettin’ old, you and me
Ain’t we?
Your eyes are clouding over
And your hair is turning grey
Your legs, they kinda’ wobble
They ain’t what they used to be.
A lot like me.

We’re gettin’ old, you and me
Ain’t we?
You don’t greet me anymore
With your joyful puppy glee
When I come home worn and tired
I’m just glad if you don’t pee.
A lot like me.

We’re gettin’ old, you and me
Ain’t we?
You just stand there with a stare
When I let you out the door
‘Cause you can’t remember what it was
You wanted out there for.
A lot like me.

We’re gettin’ old, you and me
Ain’t we?
You curl up in your easy chair
As peaceful as a pup
But snap and growl at anyone
Who dares to wake you up.
A lot like me.

We’re gettin’ old, you and me
Ain’t we?
You burst out with excitement
When I take you for a walk
But you come home, tail draggin’
After once around the block.
A lot like me.

We’re gettin’ old, you and me
Ain’t we?
Your needs in life are simple
Just a quiet place to be
A gentle touch, a soothing hand
A loving family.
A lot like me.

– Libby Simon