Old Age Traveller

I am an Old Age Traveller

I’m always on the move

From Clanfield down to Clevedon

I’ve worn a tarmac groove.

 

I am an Old Age Traveller

My case I don’t unpack

No sooner have I set it down

Then I am heading back.

 

CHORUS

So I’m moving

Yes, I’m moving

I’m really, surely moving

At least, one day I might.

 

I am an Old Age Traveller

I’m hardly ever home

My past it seems was settled

Now that I'm forced to roam.

 

I am an Old Age Traveller

I never see my friends

My life is just a journey

That never, ever ends.

 

CHORUS

So I’m moving

Yes, I’m moving

I’m really, surely moving

At least, one day I might.

 

I am an Old Age Traveller

My garden’s full of weeds

And who can water tubs and pots

When tending other’s needs.

 

I am an Old Age Traveller

My fridge is either bare

Or filled with stuff that’s out of date

And cheese that’s growing hair.

 

CHORUS

So I’m moving

Yes, I’m moving

I’m really, surely moving

At least, one day I might.

 

I am an Old Age Traveller

The spiders see me leave

And then from ceiling down to floor

Their ruddy webs they weave

 

I am an Old Age Traveller

Can never find a dress

My clothes are always somewhere else

My drawers are in a mess.

 

CHORUS

So I’m moving

Yes, I’m moving

I’m really, surely moving

At least, one day I might.

 

I am an Old Age Traveller

On call to decorate

I don’t mind the stripping

It’s the travelling that I hate.

 

I am an Old Age Traveller

My hands are flecked with paint

I may have quit that Rhodes House

But retirement this sure ain’t.

 

CHORUS

So I’m moving

Yes, I’m moving

I’m really, surely moving

At least, one day I might.