Old Die - Old Die lyrics

Just about a year ago I set out on the road Seekin' my fame and fortune Lookin' for a pot of gold Thing got bad and things got worse I guess you know the tune Oh Lord, stuck in The Old Die Young, Rode in on the Greyhound I'll be walkin' out if I go I was just pa**in' through Must be seven months of home Ran out of time and money Looks like they took my friend Oh Lord, I'm stuck in the old Die Young, A man from the magazine Said I was on my way Somewhere I lost connections Ran out of songs to play I came into town, a one night stand Looks like my plans fell through Oh Lord, stuck in the old Die Young! If I only had a dollar For every song I Sung Every time a Band Would Play While peoples had There 'Trone You know, I'd catch the next Plain Back to where we Left Oh Lord, stuck in The old Die Young Oh Lord, I'm stuck in The Old Die Young