Old Die Young
Just about a year ago
I set out on the road
Seekin' my fame and fortune
Lookin' for a pot of gold
Thing got bad and things got worse
I guess you know the tune
Oh Lord, stuck in The Old Die Young,
Rode in on the Greyhound
I'll be walkin' out if I go
I was just passin' through
Must be seven months of home
Ran out of time and money
Looks like they took my friend
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in the old Die Young,
A man from the magazine
Said I was on my way
Somewhere I lost connections
Ran out of songs to play
I came into town, a one night stand
Looks like my plans fell through
Oh Lord, stuck in the old Die Young!
If I only had a dollar
For every song I Sung
Every time a Band Would Play
While peoples had There 'Trone
You know, I'd catch the next Plain
Back to where we Left
Oh Lord, stuck in The old Die Young
Oh Lord, I'm stuck in The Old Die Young