The Bellamy Brothers

Old Hippie
The Bellamy Brothers
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He turned thirty-five last Sunday
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In his hair he found some gray
But he still ain't changed his lifestyle
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He likes it better the old way
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So he grows a little garden in the back yard by the fence
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He's consuming what he's growing nowadays in self defense
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He get's out there in the twilight zone
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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