Oh dear,
dear, dear tree
Oh dearie, could she, would she
Can she still love me? I do,
I do, I love her dearly
Problems, problems,
you hear them daily
Did I just say that I must be getting soft
in me old age?
Did I just say that I must be get
ting soft?
Oh dear, dear, dear dream
Oh dearie, the girl of my dreams
She won't come and near me
A few kind words could
just about save me
Losing my love and my
friends in a very place
Did I just say that I must be getting soft?
Yeah, I just say that
I must be getting soft
Yeah, I just say that
I must be getting soft
In me old age
Yeah, I just say that I must be getting soft
I went to school
I got learnt
Taught me how to get hot
And how to get burnt
This is my friends
This is my house
This is not a man
This is a mouse
I sleep by my guns
I won't bend
But I've written this note
Gotta be there
Oh dear, dear, dear tree
My saviour
I'm pouring my heart out
With pen and paper
But I'm leaving a message,
oh, with a neighbor
Just in case she calls me an
d I should miss her
Did I just say that I must be
getting soft in the old age?
Did I just say that I must be getting soft?
Did I just say that I must be
getting soft in the old age?
Did I just say that I must
be getting soft?
Did I just say that I must be
getting soft in the old age?
Did I just say that I must
be getting soft?
Did I just say that I must be
getting soft in the old days?
Did I just say that I must be getting soft?