TURN UP YOUR HEARING AIDE

Turn up your hearing aide;
Grandma's a courtin' no more.
No more wanting herself a man
To hear him fart and snore.

So turn up your hearing aide
and hear what I have to say;
I no longer want a man
nor a toss upon the hay.

When you're a turning eighty-two,
No need no more for one;
So Grandpa you put back your shoe;
With me you'll have no fun.

So turn up that hearing aide
And hear me when I say;
I no longer want a man
Nor a toss upon the hay.

(A FOLLOW-UP TO A VERY OLD SONG
CALLED "GRANDMA'S A COURTIN' AGAIN)