These Old Bones

THEY ACHE AND THE CREAK, THEY SHAKE AND THEY’RE WEAK

AND THEY’RE ALL ALONE………..THESE OLD BONES

THEY DON’T MOVE FAST AS THEY DID IN THE PAST

THEY STAY NEAR HOME………….THESE OLD BONES

BUT THEY REMEMBER THE ARMS THAT EMBRACED EM,

AND ALL THE GIRLS WHO ONCE CHASED ‘EM

AND THE FUN THEY HAD AS MAN AND LAD

AND THE DREAMS THEY’VE KNOWN………..THESE OLD BONES

THEY DON’T MUCH NOW, BUT OH MY HOW

THEY USED TO DANCE…………THESE OLD BONES

THEY FOUND FUN AND THEY FOUND TROUBLE

WHEN THEY FOUND THE CHANCE…………….THESE OLD BONES

NOW THEIR TREASURE IS IN OLD MEMORIES

AH, THE BABIES THAT HAVE BOUNCED ON THESE OLD KNEES

DON’T SHED A TEAR WHEN THEY’RE GONE FROM HERE

THERE’S A BETTER HOME…………….FOR THESE OLD BONES

--JOHNNY PAYCASH