If The Good Die Young

If The Good Die Young 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.\" 'Cause if the good die young If the good die young Mama's little boy gonna have a lot 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