It was Sunday morning
I was seven years old
In the backyard playing
In a big mudhole
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"
Cause if the good die young
If the good die young
Mama's little boy
Gonna have alot of fun
Cause 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 were anybody else"
Cause if the good die young
If the good die young
Oh there ain't a sentence
Gonna hold you son
Cause he's 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 rocking
Till they call that roll
Old St Peter he's gonna have to wait
I'm gonna go to heaven
But I might be late
Cause if the good die young
If the good die young
Pedal to the metal
Let your motor run
Cause he's gonna live forever
If the good die young
And if the good die young
If the good die young
They got the jams
We'll have some fun
Cause I'm gonna live forever
If the good die young
Cause I'm gonna live forever
If the good die young
