Forty - Audrey Auld
I got a black dog's blood on my hands
I got a circus monkey on my back
Here's the plain  simple fact
I'm forty
I got battle scars around my eyes
I got old boyfriends with *****y wives
I look back and I wonder why
I'm forty
I'm half way home
I'm half way home
I got cowboys who can eat my dust
I got a tendency to dirt and rust
My gut's the only thing I trust
I'm forty
I got one good man who's learning fast
I got two girlfriends  born to last
I can tell wheat from chaff
I'm forty
I'm half way home
I'm half way home
I got a vacancy in my soul
I got a penchant for near do wells
I got to learn to just say no
I'm forty
I got a little snow on my roof
I've learnt to speak half the truth
The good die young  here's the proof
I'm forty
I'm half way home
I'm half way home