He'll be 45 come Wednesday, his grey hair is gettin' thin.
But he's still hangin' in there, don't feel too bad for the shape he's in.
He's seen yuppies in the White House, but he thinks their gonna fail.
Cause he just don't trust a President that never has inhaled.
And he prays to God to stop this crime, but it seems to no avail.
Well he still loves country music, but he's been left out in the dark.
Cause they don't play Merle and George no more. He don't know Billy Ray from Garth.
And he's heard of Woodstock 2, but it never could compete.
Cause he was there the day that Hendrix played the anthem with his teeth.
Back when all those garage bands couldn't even keep a beat.
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He's an old hippie, even older than before, wonderin' what pay attention to and what should he ignore.
He's an old hippie, still adjustin' to the change.
He's just tryin' to find some balance in a world gone totally insane.
He still thinks back on the 60's, but not in the same way.
Cause they built a wall to his war, then forgot the MIAs.
And he's tried to be a 90's man, but it's too much of a bore.
Cause fax machines and cell phones ain't what he was put here for.
And in a world selling sex and youth, he's a last old dinosaur.
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Well he comes on home from work now, to take some time up with the kids.
Try to teach them right from wrong, hope they don't learn it the way he did.
And his eyes are on the future, but it's lookin' pretty sad, and with every day that passes he becomes more like his dad.
He hopes that when this century turns around, things won't be so bad.
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He's just tryin' to find some balance in a world gone totally insane.