Lyrics Old Man Time - Tony Monte, Bucky Pizzarelli, Milt Hinton

Old Man Time

Old man time,
He’s so mean,
He’s the meanest man you’ve ever seen.
He gave me youth,
Then he took it away.
He took my curly hair,
And turned it grey.
He made me rich, he made me poor.
Oh, he’s mean.
Thats for sure.
All my dreams and all my schemes,
Don’t mean a thing.
He gave me beauty, charm and grace.
Then put wrinkles in my face,
That’s old man, old man time.
Old man time,
He’s so mean.
He’s the meanest man you’ve ever seen.
He gave me youth then took it away.
He took my curly hair and turned it grey.
He made me rich then poor.
Oh he’s mean, that’s for sure.
All my dreams and all my schemes,
Don’t mean a thing.
He gave me beauty, charm and grace.
Then put wrinkles in my face.
That’s old man, old man time.
Now some people call him arthiritis,
And others say bursitis.
But no matter what his name,
His game is still the same.
Don’t make me forget what I went to the store for, or what it was,
I used to chase those girls for.
That’s old man, old man time.