Too Old To Cut The Mustard(Ukulele chords)

	        
C       F                C                      G7 
Too old too old he's too old to cut the mustard anymore 
             C                     F 
He's getting too old he's done got too old 
         C              G7         C 
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore 


verse 1 
                   G7 
When I was young I had a lotta pep 
                            C 
I could get around I didn't need no help 
                         G7 
But now you're old and a getting gray 
                       C 
The people all look at you and say 

C       F                C                      G7 
Too old too old he's too old to cut the mustard anymore 
             C                     F 
He's getting too old he's done got too old 
         C              G7         C 
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore 


verse 2 
                          G7 
I used to could jump just like a deer 
                       C 
But now you need a new landing gear 
                       G7 
I used to could jump a picket fence 
                            C 
But now you're lucky if you jump an inch 

C       F                C                      G7 
Too old too old he's too old to cut the mustard anymore 
             C                     F 
He's getting too old he's done got too old 
         C              G7         C 
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore
 

verse 3 
                            G7 
Well when I was young I had an automobile 
                              C 
Now they push you around in a chair with wheels 
                            G7 
I had to fight the gals off with a stick 
                    C 
But now they say he makes me sick 

C       F                C                      G7 
Too old too old he's too old to cut the mustard anymore 
             C                     F 
He's getting too old he's done got too old 
         C              G7         C 
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore 


verse 4 
                     G7 
When I was young and in my prime 
                     C 
The gals all used to stand in line 
                    G7 
But now they go the other way 
                    C 
And as they leave I hear them say 
 
C       F                C                      G7 
Too old too old he's too old to cut the mustard anymore 
             C                     F 
He's getting too old he's done got too old 
         C              G7         C 
He's too old to cut the mustard anymore

	        

Written by Bill Carlisle