If The Good Die Young

E G A B E It was Sunday morning, I was seven years old In the backyard playing in a big mudhole E I was all decked out, ready for church B Bm A - Acoustic) Had my brand new suit all covered in dirt E Mama hit the ceiling she was fit to be tied E E - Acoustic) A A E - Acoustic) Talkin 'bout how shes gonna tan my hide E E But Daddy was laughing when I changed my clothes B E 'Saying "Mama leave the boy alone" A Cause if the good die young E If the good die young B Ma, our little boy's gonna have alot of fun E Cause he's gonna live forever if the good die young Ten years later 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 were anybody else" Cause if the good die young If the good die young Oh there ain't a sentence gonna hold you son Cause he's gonna live forever if the good die young Play like Chorus E Well I got a good heart, I wouldn't hurt a soul E But I'm gonna keep rocking till they call that roll E Ol' St. Peter's gonna have to wait E G A - Acoustic and Bass) I'm gonna go to heaven but I might be late