Older by the Minute - ©1989 Rachel Page ® Socan, Canada

 

 

My best friend he's sitting there

reading in his rocking chair

But his blue eyes are quickly turning grey

I can't make the beds no more

My back hurts my hands are sore

I never thought I'd ever hear me say

 

 

Older by the minute

Old as the clock that keeps on ticking

Older by the minute

As we sit and rock our time away

 

 

I would be the first to dance

He never even got the chance

'Cause I would drag him clean across the floor

He would shake his head and say

"Alright lets dance the night away"

Then he'd carry me home and through that door

 

 

Older by the minute

Old as the clock that keeps on ticking

Older by the minute

As we sit and rock our time away

 

 

Take it gentle take it slow

Say it easy soft and low

Life isn't what it was before

But every move is still a dance

That every woman and every man

Would love to hold on to forevermore

 

 

Older by the minute

Old as the clock that keeps on ticking

Older by the minute

As we sit and rock our time away

 

 

    Recorded on "Fool For Love" 1989 cassette

               (Out of print collectors item)