 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
Had my brand new suit all covered in dirt
Mama hit the ceiling, she was fit to be tied
Talkin' 'bout how she's gonna tan my hide
But Daddy was laughing when I changed my clothes
Saying, "Mama, leave the boy alone
Cuz if the good die young, if the good die young
Our little boy's gonna have a lot of fun
Cuz he's gonna live forever if the good die young!"
Ten years later had a hot-rod Ford
Constable clocked me at a hundred and four
Judge said, "Boy you're gonna hurt yourself
You'd a long been dead if you was anybody else
Cuz if the good die young, yeah if the good die young
Oh, there ain't a sentence gonna hold you son
Cuz your gonna live forever if the good die young"
Well I got a good heart, I wouldn't hurt a soul
But I'm gonna keep rockin' til they call that roll
Old St. Peter's gonna have to wait
I'm gonna go to Heaven but I might be late
Cuz if the good die young, Lord if the good die young
Pedal to the metal, let your motor run
Cuz I'm gonna live forever if the good die young
And if the good die young, Lordy if the good die young
Take out the jams, we'll have some fun
Cuz I'm gonna live forever if the good die young
I'm gonna live forever if the good die young
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