The Mighty Mighty Bosstones Follow

I used to talk to cab drivers
Well, now I just don't bother
I'd empty out my pockets
If someone asked me for a quarter

There was a time that I'd give the time
To the old, the weak and the weird
I just don't know why this is so
But I've never been so scared

Am I getting older?
Are things getting harder?
I used to never cry
When I would think about my father

The years went past so goddamn fast
You know, I've left a lot behind
My devil could care, attitude
You know, I just can't seem to find

And once upon a time
I never minded very much
I never let it knock me down
Or grind me out of touch

Am I getting older?
Are things getting harder?
I used to never cry
When I would think about my father

Once I had an outlook
And it was different than it is
Well, it was full of dreams and it was full of schemes
And they just do not exist

And once I told myself
He will not be missed
I never thought that I would see the day
Or I'd feel like this

Am I getting older?
Are things getting harder?
I used to never cry
When I would think about my father

Am I getting older?
Are things getting harder?
I used to never cry
When I would think about my father

Well, I used to never cry
And I used to never cry
I used to never cry
When I would think about my father