| Song | Growing Older But Not Up |
| Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
| Album | Encores: Live |
| Lyrics：Jimmy Buffett Music：Jimmy Buffett | |
| For all those who don't feel as old as they are and never will | |
| I rounded first never thought of the worst | |
| As I studied the shortstop's position | |
| Crack went my leg like the shell of an egg | |
| Someone call a decent physician | |
| I'm no Pete Rose, I can't pretend | |
| Though my mind is quite flexible, these brittle bones don't bend | |
| Chorus: | |
| I'm growing older but not up | |
| My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck | |
| Let those winds of time blow over my head | |
| I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead | |
| Sometimes I see me as old manatee | |
| Headin' south as the waters grow colder | |
| Tries to steer clear of the hum-drum so near | |
| It cuts prop scars deep in his shoulder | |
| But that's how it goes (that's how it goes), right to the end | |
| Though his body's quite flexible, that barnacle brain don't bend | |
| Chorus: | |
| I'm growing older but not up | |
| My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck | |
| Let those winds of time blow over my head | |
| I'd rather die while I'm livin' than live while I'm dead | |
| (instrumental) | |
| Now don't get me wrong | |
| This is not a sad song | |
| Just events that I have happened to witness | |
| And time takes its toll as we head for the poll | |
| And no one dies from physical fitness | |
| So what the hell, we'll take it right to the end | |
| As the days grow more complicated the nightlife still wins | |
| Chorus: | |
| I'm growing older but not up | |
| My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck | |
| Let those winds of change blow over my head | |
| I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead | |
| Let those winds of time blow over my head | |
| I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead |
| Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: Jimmy Buffett | |
| For all those who don' t feel as old as they are and never will | |
| I rounded first never thought of the worst | |
| As I studied the shortstop' s position | |
| Crack went my leg like the shell of an egg | |
| Someone call a decent physician | |
| I' m no Pete Rose, I can' t pretend | |
| Though my mind is quite flexible, these brittle bones don' t bend | |
| Chorus: | |
| I' m growing older but not up | |
| My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck | |
| Let those winds of time blow over my head | |
| I' d rather die while I' m living than live while I' m dead | |
| Sometimes I see me as old manatee | |
| Headin' south as the waters grow colder | |
| Tries to steer clear of the humdrum so near | |
| It cuts prop scars deep in his shoulder | |
| But that' s how it goes that' s how it goes, right to the end | |
| Though his body' s quite flexible, that barnacle brain don' t bend | |
| Chorus: | |
| I' m growing older but not up | |
| My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck | |
| Let those winds of time blow over my head | |
| I' d rather die while I' m livin' than live while I' m dead | |
| instrumental | |
| Now don' t get me wrong | |
| This is not a sad song | |
| Just events that I have happened to witness | |
| And time takes its toll as we head for the poll | |
| And no one dies from physical fitness | |
| So what the hell, we' ll take it right to the end | |
| As the days grow more complicated the nightlife still wins | |
| Chorus: | |
| I' m growing older but not up | |
| My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck | |
| Let those winds of change blow over my head | |
| I' d rather die while I' m living than live while I' m dead | |
| Let those winds of time blow over my head | |
| I' d rather die while I' m living than live while I' m dead |