Too Busy to Get Old My body may age, but my mind will stay young; I’ve much left to do, many songs to be sung. Many roads to be traveled, much love to express; Many souls that need aid, who are now in distress. I will do what I can, to help brighten your day; I will spread cheer and love as I pass by your way. The world is my oyster, to have, to hold; Why, I’m really too busy to ever grow old!