I wrote a poem, intended to be a song that I never put music to, that included this Bosley question . . .
Theres a little grey in my mustache,
But a whole lot more in my beard.
And with each passing day,
Its a little more grey,
Exactly the way that I feared.
Now Im not really vane, but still,
Sometimes it gets the best of me.
Im told I could dye it,
I think I might try it, so
My beard looks as young as the rest of me.
But Young is just a state of mind.
If you knew me well, youd see.
Cause Im not fightin to survive.
Im happy just to be alive.
So raise your hand and give me five,
Or you can just leave me be.
My hairs the color of a 30-year-old,
But Im bald as an Eagle on top.
And I keep losing more,
So I know for sure,
That this just aint gonna stop.
So Ive been thinking about Transplants.
Theyd move hairs around on my head.
Id look better, no doubt,
Until THAT hair falls out,
So Ill seek other options, instead.
Cause Young is just a state of mind.
If you knew me well, youd see.
That Im not fightin to survive.
Im happy just to be alive.
So raise your hand and give me five,
Or you can just leave me be.
Bald is a sign of aging.
But dont call me old cause of that.
If youre Ugly, youre Stuck,
But I am in Luck,
Cause I could start wearing a hat.
Ive learned a few lessons in passing,
And the Hard ones were those I learned best.
Its not that Im slow,
But sometimes, you know,
These lessons can be quite a pest, but one is that
Young is just a state of mind.
If you knew me well, youd see.
Cause Im not fightin to survive.
Im happy just to be alive.
So raise your hand and give me five,
Or you can just leave me be.
My body cant do what it used to,
But dont call me old, just because.
Like Toby Keith said,
Dont color ME dead,
Im as good once as I Ever was.
And Im still just a Kid at Heart,
So dont think Im old cause Im grey.
I drink a few beers,
To drown all my fears,
And I keep getting younger each day.
Cause Young is just a state of mind.
If you knew me well, youd see.
Cause Im not fightin to survive.
Im happy just to be alive.
So raise your hand and give me five,
Or you can just leave me be.
My Life just keeps getting better.
Im Happy, and Thankful, and Kind.
Happys a choice,
So learn to Rejoice,
Its Easy, just make up your Mind.
Cause Life is really quite simple, but sometimes
We get in our own way.
So just do your best, and
Let God do the rest,
And thats all there is to say, and remember that
Young is just a state of mind.
So just decide and youll see. And theres
No point fightin to survive, so
Just be happy to be alive, and
Raise your hand and give someone five,
And smile, and be Happy, and Free.
Yeah Young is just a state of mind.
If you knew me well, youd see.
Cause Im not fightin to survive.
Im happy just to be alive.
So raise your hand and give me five,
Or you can just leave me be.