I'm Glad I'm Not Young Anymore - Matt Monro, Фредерик Лоу

How lovely to sit here in the shade

With none of the woes of man and maid

I’m glad I’m not young anymore

The rivals that don’t exist at

The feeling you’re only two feet tall

I’m glad that I’m not young anymore

No more confusion

No morning after surprise

No self-delusion

That when you’re telling those lies she isn’t wise

And even if love comes through the door

The kind that goes on for evermore

For evermore is shorter than before

Oh, I’m so glad that I’m not young anymore

No more frustration

No star-crossed lover am I

No aggravation just one reluctant reply

Lady bye-bye

The fountain of youth is as dull as paint

Methuselah is my patron saint

I’ve never been so comfortable before

I’m so glad that I’m not young anymore