Lyrics:

I was a young man back in the 1960s
Yes, you made your own amusements then
For going to the pictures;
Well, the travel was hard, and I mean
We still used the wheel
But you could sit down at your table
And eat a real food meal

But hey, you young people, well I just do not know
And I can't even understand you
When you try to talk slow

There was one fellow singing in those days
And he was quite good, and I mean to say that
His name was Bob Dylan, and I used to do gigs too
Before I made my first million
That was way, way back before
Before wild World War Three
When England went missing
And we moved to Paraguayee

But hey, you young people, I just do not know
And I can't even understand you
When you try to talk slow

Well, I got a secret, and don't give us away
I got some real food tins for my 91st birthday
And your grandmother bought them
Way down in the new antique food store
And for beans and for bacon, I will open up my door

But hey, you young people, well I just do not know
And I can't even understand you
When you try to talk slow

Well, I was a young man back in the 1960s