It was Sunday morning I was seven years old in the backyard playing in a big mud hole I was all decked out ready for church and my brand new suit was all covered in dirt Mama hit the ceiling she was fit to be tied talking bout how shes gonna tan my hide Daddy was laughing as I changed my clothes said mama leave the boy alone Cause if the good die young if the good die young Mamas little boy gonna have a lot of fun Cause hes gonna live forever if the good die young [ guitar ] Ten years later I had a hot rod Ford constable clocked me at a hundred and four Judge said boy youre gonna hurt yourself Youd a long been dead if you were anybody else Cause if the good die young if the good die young Oh there aint a sentence gonna hold you son Cause youre gonna live forever if the good die young [ fiddle ] Well Ive got a good heart I wouldnt hurt a soul But Im gonna keep rocking till they call that roll Old St Pete hes gonna have to wait Im gonna go to Heaven but I might be late Cause if the good die young Lord if the good die young Pedal to the metal let your motor run Cause Im gonna live forever if the good die young If the good die young Lord if the good die young They got the jams I got the fun Im gonna live forever if the good die young Yeah Im gonna live forever if the good die young
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