Growenoldengruven    © 1979/1997 RFRussell

Comin' to now, it's been a long cold lonely winter
Beginning to see through illusions I have had
I remember sometime somewhere someone once told me
"Just take it easy, son, and do the best you can"

Well, that's very good advice early in the morning
And very good advice late at night
But in between times I get tangled up
In all the knots I've tied

        I'm just looking for something I can grow old doing
        Looking for something I can grow old doing
        Looking for something to grow old doing

I have spent time in some strong southern sunshine
And I've lived my life in the grey shades of rain
And it's clear that everywhere I find people filled with answers
It just fills me up with questions again
Sends me travelling

    It's harder to stand up on the truth
    Than to let the river wash you down
    And it's harder still to walk out of the rule
    Than to let the currents turn you around
        So you better find something you can grow old doing
        What are you gonna grow old doing?
        We all gotta grow old doing something

So I packed my time and moved up into the mountains
Yeah, me and my fingers we were livin' alone
‘Til we got lonesome and now we're here all together
Taking our time, growin' old
    So maybe that's it
        Looking is something I can grow old doing
        Learning is something I can grow old doing
        Loving is something I can grow old doing
        Listening is something I can grow old doing
        Practicing something I can grow old doing
        And, Lord willing, I‘m gonna grow old doing something