@SONG: Growing Older But Not Up
@CHORDS: Sam Booker (booker@elvice.stortek.com)
Growing Older But Not Up
By: Jimmy Buffett
1980

CHORD DIAGRAMS:
       G#m7                G#m               F#m
   4th                4th
 E|-X-|---|---|---  E|-X-|---|---|---  E|---|-X-|---|---
 B|-X-|---|---|---  B|-X-|---|---|---  B|---|-X-|---|---
 G|-X-|---|---|---  G|-X-|---|---|---  G|---|-X-|---|---
 D|-X-|---|---|---  D|---|---|-X-|---  D|---|---|---|-X-
 A|---|---|-X-|---  A|---|---|-X-|---  A|---|---|---|-X-
 E|-X-|---|---|---  E|-X-|---|---|---  E|---|-X-|---|---


Intro:  G#m7     A       B       E

 E
I rounded first never thought of the worst
      B
As I studied the shortstop's position
 B7
Crack went my leg like the shell of an egg
         E
Someone call a decent physician
 A                G#m7          A
I'm no Pete Rose, I can't pretend
                        E               B7                   E
Though my mind is quite flexible, these brittle bones don't bend

Chorus:
      E
     I'm growing older but not up
                    B7
     My metabolic rate is pleasantly stuck
               G#m7                A
     Let those winds of time blow over my head
                 B                                  B7     E   B7
     I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead

 E
Sometimes I see me as an old manatee
         B
Headin' south as the waters grow colder
B7
Tries to steer clear of the hum-drum so near
      E
It cuts prop scars deep in his shoulder
    A                                         G#m7         A
But that's how it goes (that's how it goes), right to the end
                       E               B7                    E
Though his body's quite flexible, that barnacle brain don't bend

(Repeat Chorus)

(instrumental)

 E
Now don't get me wrong

This is not a sad song
      B
Just events that I have happened to witness
       B7
And time takes its toll as we head for the poll
        E
And no one dies from physical fitness
    A                           G#m7         A
So what the hell, we'll take it right to the end
                       E               B7             E
As the days grow more complicated the nightlife still wins

(Repeat Chorus)


(Ending)
          G#m7                 A
Let those winds of time blow over my head
            B                         A    G#m     F#m    E   B7 E
I'd rather die while I'm living than live  while   I'm   dead