Don't be ashamed of your age.

Don't let the years get you down.

That old gang you knew

They still think of you

As a rounder in your old hometown.

Don't mind the grey in your hair.

Just think of all the fun you've had

Puttin' it there.

As for that old book of time

You've never skipped a page

So don't be ashamed of your age, brother.

Don't be ashamed of your age.

Listen, Mr. Smith, Mr. Brown,

Don't let your age get you down.

Life ain't begun

Until you're 40, son.

That's when you really start to go to town.4

Don't wish that you were a lad.

Why, boy, you've lost more gals

Than they've ever had

And, listen, you've graduated

From that ol' sucker stage,

So don't be ashamed of your age, brother.

Don't be ashamed of your age.