I'm still starting my journey
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I'm gonna make it to the end of the road
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Even if I gotta get there... on my own
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I keep turning like a wheel
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With no moments left to steal
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Like a runaway freight train with no engineer
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Cause I'm too old to die young
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I'm too old to die young
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I've got one more song to be sung
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Yeah I'm too old... to die young
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Every day is the fourth of July
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Every day is a sweet summer night
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Fireworks shooting off
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Baby you light up the sky
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Like a voice on the radio
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I'm a ghost on your TV show
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You asked me how I feel
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But I still don't know
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Cause I'm too old to die young
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I'm too old to die young
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I've got one more song to be sung
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Yeah I'm too old to die young
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I'm too old to die young
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And I'm burning like the rising sun
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I keep losing even when I've won
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Yeah I'm too old... to die young
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I'm just a poet with a paper gun
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A troubadour high on lyrics and rum
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Drinking bullets from a barrel dancing lonely
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To the beat of a drum
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Cause I'm too old to die young
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I'm too old to die young
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I've got one more song to be sung
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Yeah I'm too old to die young
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I'm too old to die young
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And I'm burning like the rising sun
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I keep losing even when I've won
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Yeah I'm too old... to die young
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Too Old To Die Young
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| Bob Pressner |
