Growing Older But Not Up

G#m7 A B E I E rounded first never thought of the worst As I B studied the shortstop's position (B7) Crack went my leg like the shell of an egg Someone E call a decent physician A I'm no Pete Rose, G#m7 I can't preA)tend Though my mind is quite E flexible, these B7 brittle bones don't E bend I'm growing E older but not up My metabolic (B7) rate is pleasantly stuck Let those G#m7 winds of time blow A over my head I'd rather B die while I'm living than live B7 while E I'm B7 dead E Sometimes I see me as an old manatee Headin' B south as the waters grow colder (B7) Tries to steer clear of the hum-drum so near It cuts E prop scars deep in his shoulder But A that's how it goes (that's how it goes), G#m7 right to the A en Though his body's quite E flexible, that B7 barnacle brain don't E bend I'm growing E older but not up My metabolic (B7) rate is pleasantly stuck Let those G#m7 winds of time blow A over my head I'd rather B die while I'm living than live B7 while E I'm B7 dead Now E don't get me wrong This is not a sad song Just evB)ents that I have happened to witness And (B7) time takes its toll as we head for the poll And no E one dies from physical fitness So A what the hell, we'll take it G#m7 right to the A end As the days grow more E complicated the B7 nightlife still E wins I'm growing E older but not up My metabolic (B7) rate is pleasantly stuck Let those G#m7 winds of change blow A over my head I'd rather B die while I'm living than live B7 while E I'm B7 dead Let those G#m7 winds of time blow A over my head I'd rather B die while I'm living than A liG#m)ve F#m while E B7 I'm E dead