Il testo della Age like wine

Old timer, old timer
It's oo late to die young now
Old timer, five and dimer
Trying to find a way to age like wine somehow

My new stuff is nothing like my old stuff was
And either one is much when compared to a show
Which will not be as good as another one you saw...
So hell me, i know, i
Know, i know

I am an old timer, old timer
It's too late to die young now
Old timer, five and dimer
Trying to find a way to age like wine somehow

I meant every fool that ever signed
Their name up on these walls in the backs of these beer halls and concert halls.
I been threw seven managers,
Five labels, a thousand picks and patch cables,
Three bands, a band, a bunch of guitar stands,
And cans, and cans, and cans of beer, a bottles of boozes and bags of pot,
And a thousand other things that i forgot.

I thought that i be dead by now... but i'm not.