He turned 35 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 backyard by the fence

He's consuming what he's growing

nowadays in self defense

He gets 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

And he's got young friends and a new way

But he's just to frickin 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

yeah he thinks of John sometimes

and he has to wonder why



(chorus)

Cause he's an old hippie

and he don't know what to do

Should he hang on to the old

Should he grab on to the new

He's and old hippie

this new life is just a bust

he ain't trying to change nobody

he's 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 forced him to become a man

while he was still a boy

and behind each wave of tragedy

he waited for the joy

now this world may change around him

but he just can't change no more



(chorus)



Well he stays away a lot now

from the parties and the clubs

and he's thinking while he's jogging 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



(chorus)



yeah he ain't trying to change nobody

he's