"I'm 90 yrs old & I'm courting today
90 yrs old & I'm on my way
I can't play the fiddle like I used to could
But I can roll in the hay like anyone should

The fella's at the hollar all giggle at me
I guess they'll laugh until eternity
Well I ain't just born & I ain't just dead
I got a clean white shirt & my blood's still red

I'm 90 yrs old & I'm courting today
90 yrs old & I'm on my way
I can't play the fiddle like I used to could
But my bow's still stright & it's hard as wood

Come along an go with my friend
We're gonna sit right down to some ol Tom sin
Don't send no flowers for me.........?
We're gonna have a party & there's .......?

.........................?
.........................?
.........................?
There's a pretty little widow with hair of white snow

I'm 90 yrs old & I'm courting today
90 yrs old & I'm on my way
I can't play the fiddle like I used to could
But I can roll in the hay like anyone should"

Sorry about the blanks it's one of the benifits of getting older. I think I got this from the singing of John Maclutchon (the spelling is the second thing to go). Excuse me but my wife just said let's go upstairs & let's make love. I just replyed that I'm only able to do one of those. Barry