Little Aches and Pains

Thanks for your letter and your kind words of comfort

It's good to hear from you again

I'm going okay, taking it day by day

You know what they say, can't complain

It's just these little aches and pains

I got 'em always now, sunshine or rain

It must be nice up there on the river

Maybe I could visit, I haven't had a trip in a while

There's nothing much keeping me here

I see the gang maybe once or twice a year

You and me, we could walk a rambling country mile

Test out these little aches and pains

When all else goes, they remain

Disabled we're born, disabled we die

Is that a cliché? I'll make it one!

And hope it doesn't get too creaky

I have found that what you don't know will hurt you

And what doesn't kill you makes you weaker

Leaves you with little aches and pains

I got 'em always now, sunshine or rain

Oh, these little aches and pains

I don't count my losses now, just my gains