She Thinks I'm Old Lyrics - Daddy Long Legs [original Off-broadway Cast Recording] - Daddy Long Legs Cast

Somewhat amusing 

A semblance of style 

Certainly better than many a letter 

I've read in a while 

But what makes me chuckle 

Lo and behold 

She thinks I'm old 

And crusty too 

Perhaps and cold 

She thinks I'm old 

A misconceit has taken hold 

Good punctuation 

The humor is quaint 

And reading her prose 

I suppose is more fun 

Then say watching the drying of paint 

But it's sort of funny 

In its own sort of way 

She thinks I'm grey 

Why she thinks so I can't say 

She thinks I'm grey 

And no doubt withering away 

But I made it clear my obligation 

Does not include communication 

A girl could lead to aggravation 

Boys never question their patron's appearance 

They'd never consider such gross interference 

Boys are less trouble in my estimation 

My appearance should mean as little to her 

As hers to me 

Is she fair or dark? 

Fat or thin? 

Short or tall? 

I've no idea and no wish to know 

What does it matter? 

She has a brain 

That's what matters 

A brain and a wit and a fearless turn of phrase 

This girl deserves her chance 

A good education 

Is all that she'll need 

Then she'll go on to write 

A triumphant first novel 

The great Liberaty will read 

She'll be the crème de le crème 

The talk of the town 

A prominent author of world renown 

While I look on from the side 

Glowing with pride 

Knowing how it all began 

Content to remain in the shadows 

A girl-hating grey old man