Too Old To Rock 'N' Roll (Live) (2004 Digital Remaster) - Jethro Tull
The old Rocker wore his hair too long
Wore his trouser cuffs too tight
Unfashionable to the end
Drank his ale too light
Death's head belt buckle yesterday's dreams
The transport caf prophet of doom
Ringin' no change in his double sewn seams
In his post war babe gloom
Now he's too old to Rock 'n' Roll
But he's too young to die
Now he's too old to Rock 'n' Roll
But he's 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 Scotch 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 the trunk road doin' around 120
With no room left to brake
And he was too old to Rock 'n' Roll
But he was too young to die
And he was too old to Rock 'n' Roll
But he was too young to die
No you're never too old to Rock 'n' Roll
If you're too young to die
No you're never too old to Rock 'n' Roll
If you're too young to die
But he was too young to die