Too old, too old, he's too old To cut the mustard anymore. Well, when I was young I had a lotta pep I could get around I didn't need no help But since I'm old and a gettin' gray The people all look at me and say. Too old, too old, he's too old To cut the mustard anymore Buddy's gettin' too old, Buck's done got too old He's too old to cut the mustard anymore. I used to could, jump just like a deer Now I need a new landing gear I used to could, jump a picket fence But now I'm lucky if I jump an inch. Too old, too old, he's too old To cut the mustard anymore Buddy's gettin' too old, Buck's done got too old He's too old to cut the mustard anymore. Well, when I was young I had an automobile Scoot myself right under the wheel I had to fight the gals off with a stick But now they say he makes me sick. Too old, too old, he's too old To cut the mustard anymore Buddy's gettin' too old, Buck's done got too old He's too old to cut the mustard anymore. Buck's too old, to cut the mustard anymore