The style is anything but folk, you'll have to figure out your own tune and it's probably the367th song called Easy Street but it IS about retirement (at least it's short and over with fairly quickly....... the song, that is. Not retirement.)

Easy Street

I'm putting my worries in storage
I'm turning down the heat
I'm directing my feet
To Easy Street

I'm smoothing over my raw edges
My disposition is sweet
I'm directing my feet
To Easy Street

There's things I always wanted to do
But never had time enough
Now I've time on my hands
To at least try a few
If only I still had the puff

I'm handing over the whole shaboodle
It's time I took a back seat
I'm directing my feet
To Easy Street

instrumental period

I've lived life in the Fast Lane
It's time I started to slow
Now I get hemorrhoids
And varricose veins
Oh Sweet Bird of Youth
Where the f**k did you go?

I'm handing over the whole shaboodle
It's time I took a back seat
I'm directing my feet
To Easy Street