BellamyBrothers Old Hippie LYRICS He turned thirty-five last Sunday In his hair he found some gray But he still ain't changed his lifestyle He likes it better the old way So he grows a little garden in the back yard by the fence He's consuming what he's growing nowadays in self defense He get's out there in the twilight zone sometimes when it just don't make no sense He gets off on country music cause disco left him cold He's got young friends into new wave buts he's just too damn old And he dreams at night of Woodstock and the day John Lennon died how the music made him happy and the silence made him cry Yea he thinks of John sometimes and he has to wonder why == Chorus == He's an old hippie and he don't know what to do should hang on to the old should he grab on to the new he's an old hippie his new life is just a bust he ain't trying to change nobody he just trying real hard to adjust He was sure back in the sixties that everyone was hip Then they sent him off to Vietnam on his senior trip And they force him to become a man while he was still a boy and in each wave of tragedy he waited for the joy Now this world may change around him but he just can't change nomore == Chorus == Well he stays away a lot now from the parties and the clubs And he's thinking while he's joggin' 'round Sure is glad he quit the hard drugs Cause him and his kind get more endangered everyday And pretty soon the species will just up and fade away Like the smoke from that torpedo just up and fade away
(ray wylie hubbard) He was born in oklahoma His wife's name is betty jo thelma liz. He's not responsible for what he's doing; His mother made him what he is. And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. Well, you know, he sure likes to drink that lone star beer And he chases it down with that wild turkey bourbon liquor. He got a ¡®57 gmc pick ¡®em up truck with a gun rack And a ¡°I'd rather be a roper than a doper¡± bumper sticker. And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. M is for the mud flaps you gave me for my pick-up truck O is for the oil I put in my pick-up truck, drain it out, and put grease on my hair, T is for tolly parton, H is for haggard E is for el paso and R is for redneck! And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. He's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. And it's up against the wall redneck mother Mother who has raised her son so well. And he's thirty-four and drinking in them honky-tonks Just kicking all them hippies' asses raising hell. Where, kinky ? Where ? right here in the lone star café in new york city!
