Traded His Big Ninety -Eight Old Mobile
He ain't wearing his usual
He's got jeans and high boots
And today he's forty years old
Don't look for the gray in his hair,
He's got a young thing beside him
that just melts in his hand
He's a middle -aged crazy,
trying to prove he still can
He's got a woman, he's loved
for a long, long time and long
Ah, but the thrill is all gone
when they cut down the lights
that they've been a while coming by
but now the profits are high
But today he's forty years old,
And he hears the sword in the fire
and he ain't had it either
And the young thing beside him,
That he's middle -aged crazy,
trying to prove he still can