These days been dripping off me
Like a wet dog running from the sea
Long looks in the mirror
Got me shaking like a leaf
These days been dripping off me
Wondering what the hell there is to do
Shoebox of movie tickets and a well worn living room
Get tired of the TV and go walking through the woods
Wondering what the hell there is to do
But we all know
The pangs of growing old
When we all turn back to dirt
And feed the flowers and the worms
But you can't take it with you
The house, the car, the ring
You can't take it with you
Not much of anything
You can't take it with you
A penny and your name
If you can't take them with you
What're you gonna leave
Memories stay as life fades away
Lost in time a hungry future eats our days
Satiate our fate without discernible decay
Memories stay as life fades away
But we all know
The pangs of growing old
We all turn back to dirt
And feed the flowers and the worms
But you cant it with you
The house, the car, the ring
You can't take it with you
Not much of anything
You can't take it with you
A penny and your name
If you can't take it with you
What're you gonna leave
Weigh the cost
Of the ticking clock
Time is money
But what's it worth if it's lost
More truth in a trunk
Than anything made from it's heart
We're all just bags of bones
But let's say BB for short
But you cant it with you
The house, the car, the ring
You can't take it with you
Not much of anything
You can't take it with you
A penny and your name
If you can't take it with you
What're you gonna leave