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Old Age is Creeping Up on You

    (Wesley Wilson)
Photograph of Coot Grant and Kid Wesley Wilson
Transcribed from vocals by Pigmeat Pete (Wesley Wilson) and Catjuice Charlie (Harry McDaniels), recorded October 3, 1929,
From Coot Grant and Kid Wilson, Complete Recorded Works in Chronological Order, v. 2: 1928-1931, Document Records, DOCD-5564.

Boy, you know what Liza said about you, Ben?
What?
Said she ain't had no lovin' since the lord knows when.
No?
And her love you can't supply,
Who can't?
And I'm gonna tell you just the reason why!
Why?

Old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

Now, listen, old man, let me get you told,
Hmm-hmm.
You've done got too doggone cold,
Hmm-hmm.
You call yourself a raisin' man. Huh!
Yeah!
You can't even raise your hand!
Why?

'Cause old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

Boy, once a man and twice a child,
Yeah?
Your thoughts is just enough to run you wild!
Um-hum.
Pretty girls you have a chance to meet.
I love 'em.
You can't do nothin' but eat and sleep.
Yeah?

Old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

When you were twenty-two, every night and day,
Yeah!
You run around and give all your goody away,
Hmm-hmm.
And now you're so old nobody'll want your kind;
Hmm.
All you got now is just a willin' mind.
Why?

'Cause old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

Boy, you takin' a gal home last night 'bout half past four.
Yeah?
And she was livin' up on the tenth floor.
Hmm-hmm.
You got on the third floor and she looked around.
Then what?
She saw you was an old man and she turned you down.
Yeah?

Old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

I feel sorry for you, the way you stand,
Hmm-hmm.
You need a prescription from your doctor man,
Yeah!
Better get yourself some medicine before it's too late;
Um-hmm.
So you can get your business straight!
Why?

'Cause old age done crept upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age done crept upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.

Boy, you can't make good 'cause you're too sad,
Yeah?
Why don't you tell somebody you're who's your dad. [?]
You can tell 'em now, before it's too late.
Yeah?
Because somebody gonna get your business straight!
Why?

Old age is creepin' upon you,
That sign, it ain't no lie,
Old age is creepin' upon you,
Sure, you're born to die.


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Published 9/17/99.


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