too young to die Songtext
von M. Ward

Remember running with a homemade transistor
Into the nowhere of the night
Picking up transmissions in a code
From a host of foreign satellites
It said, "Teach a kid guitar
He′ll be broke for the rest of his life"

"But too young to die"
I first heard that from an old guy
"I'm too young to die"
Spray-painted on the half-pipe
"Too young to die"

In sailing, sometimes failing
That′s the only way, the only way to fly
Crying, sometimes wailin'
Thats the only way that we learn how to try
With my face down in the mat
The champ says "Are you too old to fight?"


"Or too young to die?"
First heard that from an old guy
"I'm too young to die"
Cacti blooming up the hillside
Too young to die

Whoa-whoa-whoa-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Whoa-whoa-whoa-oh

So if you′re feeling like King Kong at the end of his do-or-die
And hearing voices of a girl against the engines of a kamikaze flight
As he held her to his chest, do you remember the words that she cried?

She said, "You′re too young to die
And too young to die am I
Too young to die
And too young to die am I"
Too young to die

Whoa-whoa-whoa-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Whoa-whoa-whoa-oh