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  • They're either too young, or too old
    They're either too gray or too grassy green
    The pickings are poor and the crop is lean
    What's good is in the army
    What's left will never harm me
    They're either too old or too young
    So, darling, you'll never get stung
    Tomorrow I'll go hiking with that Eagle Scout unless
    I get a call from grandpa for a snappy game of chess
    I'll never, never fail ya
    While you are in Australia
    Or off among the Rooshians
    And flying over Egypt
    Your heart will never be gypped
    And when you get to India
    I'll still be what I've been to ya
    I've looked the field over
    And lo and behold
    They're either too young or too old
    They're either too bald or too bold
    I'm down to the wheelchair and bassinet
    My heart just refuses to get upset
    I simply can't compel it to
    With no Marine to tell it to
    I'm either their first breath of spring
    Or else, I'm their last little fling
    I either get a fossil or an adolescent pup
    I either have to hold him off
    Or have to hold him up
    The battle is on, but the fortress will hold
    They're either too young or too old
  • They're either too young, or too old
    They're either too gray or too grassy green
    The pickings are poor and the crop is lean
    What's good is in the army
    What's left will never harm me
    They're either too old or too young
    So, darling, you'll never get stung
    Tomorrow I'll go hiking with that Eagle Scout unless
    I get a call from grandpa for a snappy game of chess
    I'll never, never fail ya
    While you are in Australia
    Or off among the Rooshians
    And flying over Egypt
    Your heart will never be gypped
    And when you get to India
    I'll still be what I've been to ya
    I've looked the field over
    And lo and behold
    They're either too young or too old
    They're either too bald or too bold
    I'm down to the wheelchair and bassinet
    My heart just refuses to get upset
    I simply can't compel it to
    With no Marine to tell it to
    I'm either their first breath of spring
    Or else, I'm their last little fling
    I either get a fossil or an adolescent pup
    I either have to hold him off
    Or have to hold him up
    The battle is on, but the fortress will hold
    They're either too young or too old