The Woodstock Generation Passing On

Our hair is turning grey or getting more bald every day Our teeth are disconnecting from our gums Our bodies tight as cellos now are turning into jello And we wake with aches and pains when morning comes

We finally hit the age when the obituary page Is the first page that we turn to when we read We who outlived Jimi Hendrix, Joplin, Morrison and Elvis Will be joining them wherever they may be

We’re the aging baby boomers Getting heart attacks and tumors We’re the Woodstock generation passing on According to the rumors We’re all Vicodin consumers But we’ll always have our humor And we’ll always have our songs

We’re forgetful I am told, was it all those joints we rolled When we put our car keys in the microwave When we lose our coffee cup that our fingers just filled up And we find it in the freezer the next day

We’re the aging baby boomers Getting heart attacks and tumors We’re the Woodstock generation passing on According to the rumors We’re all Percoset consumers But we’ll always have our humor And we’ll always have our songs

For most of us there’s time, many rainbows yet to shine Sparkling sunsets of pure wonder still in sight And we’ve had a damn good ride we brought change and turned some tides We protested wars and fought for human rights

We’re the aging baby boomers Getting heart attacks and tumors We’re the Woodstock generation passing on According to the rumors We’re all Valium consumers But we’ll always have our humor And we’ll always have our songs