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 she's
gonna tan my hide
Daddy was laughing
when I changed my
clothes said 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
I 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
If the good
die young if the
good die young
Oh there ain't a sentence
gonna hold you son
Cause you're gonna live
forever if the good
die young
Well I've got a good heart
I wouldn't hurt a soul
But I'm gonna keep
rocking till they
call that roll
Old St Pete he's gonna
have to wait I'm
gonna go to Heaven
but I might be late
If the good die young
Lord if the
good die young
Pedal to the metal
let your motor run
Cause I'm gonna live
forever if the
good die young
If the good die young
Lord if the
good die young
They got the jams
we'll have some fun
I'm gonna live
forever if the
good die young
I'm gonna live
forever if the
good die young