When I'm An Old Lady
by Mary Ann Hopkins
When I'm an old lady I'll live with my son
And make his life happy and filled with such fun
I want to pay back all the joy he's provided, returning each deed
Oh, he'll be so excited
When I'm an old lady and live with my son
I'll write on the wall with red, white, and blue
And bounce on the furniture wearing my shoes
I'll drink from the carton and then leave it out
I'll stuff all the toilets and oh, he will shout
When I'm an old lady and live with my son
When he's on the phone and just out of reach
I'll get into things like sugar and bleach
Oh, he'll snap his fingers and then shake his head,
And when he is done I'll hide under the bed
When I'm an old lady and live with my son
When my son's wife cooks dinner and calls me to meals,
I'll not eat my green beans or salads congealed
I'll gag on my onions, spill milk on the table
And when she gets angry, run fast as I'm able
When I'm an old lady and live with my son
I'll sit close to the TV, thru the channels I'll click
I'll cross both my eyes to see if they stick
I'll take off my socks and throw one away
And play in the mud until the end of the day
When I'm an old lady and live with my son
And later, in bed, I'll lay back and sigh,
And thank God in prayer and then close my eyes;
And my son will look down with a smile slowly creeping,
And say with a groan,
"she's so sweet when she's sleeping."
When I'm an old lady and live with my son
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