No Time At All (From ”Pippin”)

Lyrics

[BERTHE] When you are as old as I, my dear And I hope that you never are You will woefully wonder why, my dear Through your cataracts and catarrh You could squander away or sequester A drop of a precious year For when your best days are yester' The rest 'er twice as dear What good is a field on a fine summer night If you sit all alone with the weeds? Or a succulent pear if with each juicy bite You spit out your teeth with the seeds? Before it's too late, stop trying to wait For fortune and fate you're secure of For there's one thing to be sure of, mate: There's nothing to be sure of Oh, it's time to start livin' Time to take a little from the world we're given Time to take time, for spring will turn to fall In just no time at all I've never wondered if I was afraid When there was a challenge to take And I've never thought about how much I weighed When there was still one piece of cake Now, maybe it's meant the hours I've spent Feeling broken and bent and unwell But there's still no cure so heaven-sent As the chance to raise some hell Oh, it's time to start livin' Time to take a little from the world we're given Time to take time, for spring will turn to fall In just no time at all Now when the drearies do attack Or a siege of the sads begins I throw these regal shoulders back And lift these noble chins Give me a man who is handsome and strong Someone who's stalwart and steady Give me a night that's romantic and long Then give me a month to get ready Now I could waylay some aging roué And persuade him to play in some cranny But it's hard to believe I'm being led astray By a man who calls me granny [BERTHE, spoken] Hit it, boys! Play your little hearts out! [BERTHE] Sages tweet that age is sweet Good deeds and good works earn you laurels But what could make you feel more obsolete Than being noted for your morals? Now, here is a secret I never have told Maybe you'll understand why I believe if I refuse to grow old I can be young 'til I die Now, I've known the fears of sixty-six years I've had troubles and tears by the score But the only thing I'd trade them for Is sixty-seven more Oh, it's time to start livin' Time to keep on takin' from the world I'm given You are my time, so I'll throw off my shawl Watching your flings be flung all over Makes me feel young all over In just no time at all Oh yeah!