Kitty Kallen - They're Either Too Young or Too OldLyrics

You marched away and left this town As empty as can be. I can't sit under the apple tree With anyone else but me. For there is no secret lover That the draft board didn't discover. They're either too young or too old They're either too grey 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. I'm either their first breath of spring. Or I'm their last little fling. I must confess to one romance, I'm sure you will allow. He tries to serenade me, But his voice is changing now. I'm finding it easy to stay good as gold. They're either too young or too old. I'll never ever fail ya, when you are in Australia And flying over Egypt, your heart will never by 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.