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[Verse 1]
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These old arms of mine, popping and cracking all the time
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They can't pick up what they should pick up, makes me depressed sometimes
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These dang knees that I've got on, somebody must have put 'em on wrong
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I can't really depend on 'em, I can't walk half a mile on 'em
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I got one ear that I can't hear from, got a wrist that needs a little work done
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When I talk my jaw gets locked up, I wake up and some mornings it's frozen

[Chorus]
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And I'm feeling old and crookedy
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And I ain't even turned 30 yet
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Well my daddy died when he was 47
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I'm right behind
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He had his problems and I got mine

[Verse 2]
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My danged ol' back, she's outta whack
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I got headaches that could knock out a horse, got mental problems of course (of course)
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People used to say I was so thin, the bones are gonna pop right outta my skin
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One night I was running from the cops, I hopped a fence and my ankle went pop

Pop pop, pop pop pop pop

[Chorus]
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And I'm feeling old and crookedy
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And I ain't even turned 30 yet
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Well my daddy died when he was 47
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I'm right behind
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He had his problems and I got mine

[Outro]
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