Old timer, Old timer It's oo late to die young now Old timer, five and dimer Trying to find a way to age like wine somehow My new stuff is nothing like my old stuff was And either one is much when compared to a show Which will not be as good as another one you saw... So hell me, i know, i Know, i know I am an old timer, old timer It's too late to die young now Old timer, five and dimer Trying to find a way to age like wine somehow I meant every fool that ever signed Their name up on these walls in the backs of these Beer halls and concert halls. I been threw seven managers, Five labels, a thousand picks and patch cables, Three bands, a band, a bunch of guitar stands, And cans, and cans, and cans of beer, a bottles of boozes and bags of pot, And a thousand other things that I forgot. I thought that I be dead by now... but I'm not.