Too Old to Rock and Roll, Too Young to Die Lyrics

The old rock warrior′s here too long
Wore his trouser cuffs too tight
Unfashionable to the end
Drank his ale too light

And in his hoof belt buckle he has the day's dreams
The transport cap, profit of doom
Ring and old change, in his double-sewn seams
In his post-war vague gloom

He was too old to rock and roll
But he was too young to die
Yes, he was too old to rock and roll
But he was too young to die

So the old rocker gets out his bike
To make a ton before he takes his leave
Up on the A1 by Scott′s Corner
Just like it used to be

And as he flies, tears in his eyes
His wind-whipped words echo the final take
And he hits a truck, road doing around a hundred and twenty
With no room left to brake

And he was too old to rock and roll
But he was too young to die
Yes, he was too old to rock and roll
But he was too young to die
No, you're never too old to rock and roll
If you're too young to die
No, you′re never too old to rock and roll
If you′re too young to die

But he was too young to die