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Our dog, Breeze is very ill and in hospital - she is nearly 13 years old.
This song started off life as a song for her called 'Breezie Gold', but turned into a general song about growing old and how crap it is.
This song started off life as a song for her called 'Breezie Gold', but turned into a general song about growing old and how crap it is.
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Lyrics
Growing Old
Nobody Said It Would be This Hard
Maybe My Ears Closed
It Happened I Dozed
The Jokes on Me
The Jokes on You
Getting Old
I'm So Tired all The Time You Know
I Want to Shout Out
Not be Full of Doubt
The Jokes on Me
The Jokes on You
Growing Old
I'm Nearly Cold
Getting Old
My Story's Told
Getting Old
I'm Not so Bold
Getting Old
Looking Forward to Dementia
What is My Name Dear
You Know I'm Not so Clear
The Jokes on Me
The Jokes on You
The Jokes on Us
Growing Old
I'm Nearly Cold
Getting Old
My Story's Told
Breezie Gold
Ibstrat
a nice dog.I've lost a couple of dogs to cancer in the last 10 yrs.Both were goldens that lived to be only 7.(The one in the picture is our 3rd one)Sorry to hear about your dog.The song is great- done in the unique Lengold style.