Getting Old Lyrics

James Gang Getting Old

Thinking about the times that's passed in my life

Wondering where did it all go

Thinking about the memories that I've left behind

Wondering if there be much more



Walking of the school too many days

Running fast to get back home

Wish I'd seen me through my mother's eyes

How she cried, now I stand alone

A-sitting here getting old

Watching my life unfold



Used to be that time that passed too slow

Now it seems to be so fast

In a rush to beat me to the end

Will I finish first of all



Who can know which roads will lead you to

Hard to choose which way to go

No one finds the answer till the end

Even then, do we really know

If we find the right way to go?



I'm sitting here getting old