| He’s forty but he thinks that he’s twenty |
| He’s got that boyish grin and he grins plenty |
| At every pretty girl that he’s passin |
| He thinks that they’re all his for the asking |
| He’s never aged a day hear him swear |
| Loving cares done wonders for his hair |
| Except a few bald spots are showing |
| The old rooster’s back and he’s crowing |
| The Old roosters back and he’s crowing |
| Age ain’t taught him nothing and it’s showin |
| One of these days he’ll wake up and know |
| He’s been knocked off his roostin pole |
| He’s the king of the roost see him struttin |
| For punishment that ole boy’s a glutton |
| This old hen might start feather picking |
| If he don’t stop eye balling the chickens |
| Adamantly he’s taken by the truck load |
| He says that he’s never gonna grow old |
| But I’ve got news for him that’s quite alarming |
| He became a grandpa this morning |
| The Old roosters back and he’s crowing |
| Age ain’t taught him nothing and it’s showin |
| One of these days he’ll wake up and know |
| He’s been knocked off his roostin pole |