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CDon’t beG7 ashamed of youCr age D7Don’t let the years get you down
That G7old gang you knew they’lCl still think oAmf you As a G7rounder in your D7old home G7town
CDon’t mind the grey in youFr hair
Just think of D7all the fun you had putting it G7there And as for that Cold book o time boy you D7never skipped a A7page
D7Don’t bG7e ashamed of youCr ageA7 brother D7Don’t bG7e ashamed of youCr age
Now listen Mr. G7Smith and Mr. CBrown D7Don’t let the years get you down
Cause G7life ain’t beguCn until your 4Am0 some That’G7s when you really start tD7o go tG7o town
CAnd don’t wish that you were Fa lad
Why boy you’vD7e lost more girls than they’ve eG7ver had And what’s morCe you’ve graduated from tD7hat old southA7ern state
D7Don’t bG7e ashamed of youCr ageA7 brother D7Don’t bG7e ashamed of youCr age