Dying Young And Playing Hard.That's The Way My Father Made His Life An Art.Drink All Day And We Talk

Dying young and playing hard. That's the way my father made his life an art. Drink all day and we talk 'til dark. That's the way you road dogs do it – ride 'til dark.

That’s the way the road dogs do it–ride ‘til dark. 

Hot summer nights, mid July, when you and I were forever wild. The crazy days, city lights, the way you’d play with me like a child.

“Even at a young age, I really wanted to have a career. I didn’t know if I could. That frustration was part of what led me down that path. I do have inspirational people in my life—people I met along the way who aren’t really well-known.”

And you can’t keep your hands off me Or your pants on See what you’ve done to me King of Chevron