Die Living

Some folks measure their success by the labels in their suits

Some folks let their family ties choke them like a noose

But not me my friend, not me my friend, no no not me

We all got to die, and when it’s my time, I’m gonna die living

Give me wings and a guitar case

Show me, show me to the stage

Let me loose and I will play

I will

But hold me back or tie me down

Trap me under a golden crown

And watch me blow this nothing town

I will

I will die living

Some folks argue politics till it drives them mad

Some folks let their problems shine, wear them like a badge

But not me my friend, not me my friend, no no not me

We all got to die, and when it’s my time, I’m gonna die living

Put me on a jet airplane

Send me to a foreign place

And fall in love with a stranger’s face

I will

Show me something I ain’t seen

Take me somewhere I ain’t been

I got my music and my old six string

And I will

I will die living