A [Verse 1] A These old arms of mine, popping and cracking all the time E D A They can't pick up what they should pick up, makes me depressed sometimes A These dang knees that I've got on, somebody must have put 'em on wrong E D A I can't really depend on 'em, I can't walk half a mile on 'em A I got one ear that I can't hear from, got a wrist that needs a little work done E D A When I talk my jaw gets locked up, I wake up and some mornings it's frozen [Chorus] A G And I'm feeling old and crookedy D A And I ain't even turned 30 yet A G Well my daddy died when he was 47 D A I'm right behind D E A He had his problems and I got mine [Verse 2] A My danged ol' back, she's outta whack E D A I got headaches that could knock out a horse, got mental problems of course (of course) A People used to say I was so thin, the bones are gonna pop right outta my skin E D A One night I was running from the cops, I hopped a fence and my ankle went pop Pop pop, pop pop pop pop [Chorus] A G And I'm feeling old and crookedy D A And I ain't even turned 30 yet A G Well my daddy died when he was 47 D A I'm right behind D E A He had his problems and I got mine [Outro] A D A E D A D A