Grey Hair and Worn Out Bones

My hair started to grey when I was a teenager...
I had these achings in my bones.
Looked for relieve in ma's and grandma's medicine cabinets...
What I found was just a jones.

Words like "You're too old to court my daughter!"...
Are what I usually always heard.
I was only two years older than a girl that I was a liking...
Sorry about the grey in my adolescent straggly beard.

In my day I was peculiar about my company...
Who I chosed to hang around.
You young fellas can go out to the clubs...
I will just hang with the older folks in town.

In a way I am much way older...
Than you really actually think.
For lives come and goes in and out existence...
Quicker than one of your eyes can even blink.

So...I must bring this to an end...
And bid you all fair adieu.
For most of y'all have turned to grey...
And are weary boned too.