The Years Fly By - Tony Robert

I sit and wonder where time goes?
As the years fly by.
Had my best times I suppose
But carry on, I’ll try.

Remember when I was young
And times there seem a-plenty?
Suddenly I’m pushing fifty plus
Wishing I was twenty.

Oh to be young and full of fun
Without a single care
Now I’ve got a job to run
And I’m losing all my hair.

I used to be so slim and fit
With long hair and denim flares
Now I feel like an old git
Struggling up the stairs

Always played a lot of sport
Was as fit as a fiddle
Now my breaths are very short
And I’m expanding round the middle

Best look forward, straight ahead
Keep learning from the past
Better watch out where I tread
Might end up on my arse

Must face up to reality
At least try to be strong
To grow old with some dignity
But inside forever young.

Tony Robert