Bellamy Brothers – Old Hippie 20 Years Later (Guitar)

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He'll be fifty five this weekend,    can't believe he's lived this long,

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But now he hangs out with the grand-kids,    instead of toking on his bone,

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He still thinks about the crazy days but thanks his God above,

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That he traded in the loving for a greater kind of love,

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He still shoots from that old peace sign,    still gentle as a dove.

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He loves all kinds of music,    country rock with a little roll,

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But nowadays he's partial too,   the melodies that saved his soul,

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Life has put him through the wringer, friends have fallen through the cracks,

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And all the trips he's taken, have been to hell and back,

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He don't feel that cool no more,      but he don't care and that's a fact.

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He's an old... hippie, getting older every day,

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But his eyes are on the prize, and his faith ain't gonna stray,

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He's an old... hippie he knows what his life is for,

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Trying to get right with the man before he goes,   knocking on heavens door.

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He's been confused about the issues,     from Vietnam to Desert Storm,

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But he prays every night for,     the guys and gals in uniform,

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He ain't trying to convert you, just glad for your new start,

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And he won't be preaching to you, like some born again old fart,

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He'll just tell you about the love he's found,       deep within his heart.

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He's an old... hippie, getting older every day,

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But his eyes are on the prize, and his faith ain't gonna stray,

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He's an old... hippie he knows what his life is for,

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Trying to get right with the man before he goes,   knocking on heavens door.

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Well he skips the crowds and the gatherings,   Spends some quiet time alone,

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His family is his universe,   and heaven is his home,

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He's seen and done it all been in the belly of the whale,

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He's looked the devil in the eye, and sent him back to hell,

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He thanks dear Jesus every day,   that he's lived to tell the tale.

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He's an old... hippie, getting older every day,

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But his eyes are on the prize, and his faith ain't gonna stray,

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He's an old... hippie he knows what his life is for,

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Trying to get right with the man before he goes,   knocking on heavens door.

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Just trying to get right with the man before he goes,   knocking on heavens door.