as you walk down the street how often do you meet some poor man whose life has grown old his aged form is bent in his pocket not a cent and for shelter knows not where to go see that poor old wreck of toil his children him do shun to die i m sure he has prayed for himself and dear wife after toilin all their lives find they re old and only in the way so let us cheer them on they won t be with us long don t laugh because they re old and gray just remember while you re young that for you the time will come when you re old and only in the way now my message i m sure is for the rich as well as poor take a rich man when he s growin old his relations round him stand and they take him by the hand they want him to die they want his gold all through life he has enjoyed all the things that wealth can buy but gold his life could not save after all he s like the poor when his journey s nearly o er find he s old and only in the way so let us cheer them on they won t be with us long don t laugh because they re old and gray just remember while you re young that for you the time will come when you re old and only in the way when you re old and only in the way