Listen to Too Old To Rock 'N' Roll: Too Young To Die! (Steven Wilson Stereo Remix) [Brussels November 1975] by Jethro Tull

Too Old To Rock 'N' Roll: Too Young To Die! (Steven Wilson Stereo Remix) [Brussels November 1975]

Jethro Tull

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Jethro Tull

Performer

Ian Anderson

Flute

John Glascock

Bass Guitar

Maddy Prior

Vocals

Barrie Barlow

Drums

Martin Barre

Electric Guitar

John Evan

Piano

Dee Palmer

Orchestra Conductor

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ian Anderson

Songwriter

Dee Palmer

Orchestrator

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Ian Anderson

Producer

Peter Smith

Assistant Engineer

Trevor White

Assistant Engineer

Robin Black

Engineer

Steven Wilson

Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

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

Ringing 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

He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville

Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs

And prays that he always will

But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys

All of his mates are doing time:

Married with three kids up by the ring road

Sold their souls straight down the line

And some of them own little sports cars

And meet at the tennis club do's

For drinks on a Sunday, work on Monday

They've thrown away their blue suede shoes

Now they're too old to Rock'n'Roll and they're 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 doing around 120

With no room left to brake

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

Written by: Ian Anderson