THE PAUL JACOBS SHOW  

Where have you been
What have you done
Have you set an example
Have you had any fun

Have you settled your debts
Have you made peace with God
Has your life been real
Or just a façade

Are you ready to stand up
And move on ahead
Or take off your shoes
And go back to bed

For many at sixty
Life seems to slow down
Some are so grumpy
You don’t want them around

So what’s your take
On the state of affairs
Are you falling down
Or going up the stairs

Do you moan, whine,
And complain everyday
When opportunity knocks
Do you scare it away

Why don’t you sit down
And take a good look at yourself
Box up the past
And put it on the shelf

Take a deep breath
Step out of your chair
You were never promised
A life that was fair

Stop pointing the finger
Playing the blame game
To waste another moment
Would be a shame

Write a song
Read a book
Don’t be afraid
To take a good hard look

Dr. Death’s great clock
Is ticking down
Before you know it
You’ll be in the ground

So get up and run
That last mile
Let them say when you die
You went out in style