David Crosby Too Young To Die written by Jimmy Webb
guitar Bernie Leadon keyboards Benmont Tench piano Jimmy Webb bass Leland Sklar drums Jim Keltner guitar Michael Landau harmony Jackson Browne/Graham Nash
I recall my so called mis-spent youth
Seems more worth while every single day
Crusing Van Nuys and acting so uncouth
All the joys of running away oh yea
There was no speed limit on the Nevada state line
The air was red white on those top down nights
You and me my old roller skate
And the common sense to know our rights
Sweet old racing car of mine roaring down that broken line
I've never been so much alive
Too fast for comfort too low to fly too young to die
They say a man can't love a material thing
With aluminum skin and caste iron soul
They never heard your engine sing
There is peace with losing control
With Sticky Fingers turned up real loud
God we were flirting with catastrophe
We were doing everything that's not allowed
Life didn't come with a warrenty for you and me
Sweet old racing car of mine roaring down that broken line
I've never been so much alive
Too fast for comfort too low to fly too young to die
SOLO
There is peace in losing control
When I die I don't want to go to heaven
I just want to drive my beautiful machine
Up north on some Sonoma county road
With Jimmy Dean and Steve McQueen all the boys be singing
Sweet old racing car of mine roaring down that broken line
I've never been so much alive
Too fast for comfort too low to fly too young to die
