Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrea Martin
Andrea Martin
Vocals
The Players
The Players
Vocals
Brad Musgrove
Brad Musgrove
Vocals
Charlie Alterman
Charlie Alterman
Conductor
Edward Joffe
Edward Joffe
Reeds
Jared Schonig
Jared Schonig
Drums
Michael Davis
Michael Davis
Trombone
Peter Sachon
Peter Sachon
Cello
Stephanie Pope
Stephanie Pope
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Hartman
Mark Hartman
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Stephen Schwartz
Stephen Schwartz
Producer
Howard Kagan
Howard Kagan
Executive Producer
Janet Kagan
Janet Kagan
Executive Producer
Kurt Deutsch
Kurt Deutsch
Producer

Tekst Utworu

When you are as old as I, my dear And I hope that you never are You will woefully wonder why, my dear Through your cataracts and catarrh You could squander away or sequester A drop of a precious year For when your best days are yester The rest are twice as dear What good is a field on a fine summer night If you sit all alone with the weeds? Or a succulent pear, if with each juicy bite You spit out your teeth with the seeds? Before it's too late Stop trying to wait For fortune and fate you're secure of For there's one thing to be sure of, mate There's nothing to be sure of Oh It's time to start livin' Time to take a little from this world we're given Time to take time 'Cause spring will turn to fall In just no time at all I've never wondered if I was afraid When there was a challenge to take And I never thought about how much I weighed When there was still one piece of cake Maybe it's meant The hours I've spent Feeling broken and bent and unwell But there's still no cure so heaven-sent As the chance to raise some hell Everybody! Oh It's time to start livin' Time to take a little from the world we're given Time to take time For spring will turn to fall In just no time at all Sages tweet that age is sweet Good deeds and good work earn you laurels But what could make you feel more obsolete Than being noted for your morals? Give me a man who is handsome and strong (ooh, ooh) Someone who's stalwart and steady (ooh, ooh) Give me a night that's romantic and long (ooh, ooh) Then give me a month to get ready (ooh) Now I could waylay Some aging roué And persuade him to play in some cranny But it's hard to believe I'm being led astray By a man who calls me granny One, two, three, four! Oh It's time to start livin' Time to take a little from the world we're given Time to take time For spring will turn to fall In just no time at all So, when the drearies do attack And a siege of the sads begins I throw these regal shoulders back And lift these noble chins Here is a secret I never have told Maybe you'll understand why I believe if I refuse to grow old I can stay young 'til I die Now, I've known the fears Of sixty-six years I've had troubles and tears by the score But the only thing I'd trade them for Is sixty-seven more Alright, one more time! And this time let's here it from everybody! One, two, three, four! Oh It's time to start livin' Time to take a little from the world we're given Time to take time For spring will turn to fall In just no time at all Oh It's time to keep livin' Time to keep takin' from the world you're given You are my time So, I'll throw off my shawl And watching your flings (ah, ah) Be flung all over (ah, ah) Makes me feel young all over (ah, ah, ah) In just No time At all!
Writer(s): Stephen Schwartz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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