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
But Daddy was laughing as 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 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 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 'til they call that roll
Old St Pete he's gonna have to wait 
I'm gonna go to Heaven but I might be late

'Cause 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 the fun
I'm gonna live forever if the good die young
Still I'm gonna live forever if the good die young