Biography:
Jethro Tull is a progressive rock / folk rock band which formed in Blackpool, Lancashire, England in 1967. Their music is marked by the initially soulful and bluesy, and later expressively idiosyncratic, vocal style and unique lead flute work of frontman Ian Anderson, and their notable guitarist Martin Barre. Their songs feature unusual and often complex construction, incorporating elements of classical and celtic folk music, as well as art rock and alternative rock.
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Other songs:
- Aqualung
- Fatman
- Fire At Midnight
- Heavy Horses
- Hymn 43
- Jack-in-the-green
- Jeffrey Goes To Leicester Square
- Life Is A Long Song
- Locomotive Breath
- Minstrel In The Gallery
- Mother Goose
- Moths
- Nothing Is Easy
- Skating Away
- Slow Marching Band
- Thick As A Brick
- Too Old To Rock N' Roll Too Young To Die
- Velvet Green
- We Use To Know
- Wond'ring Aloud
- A Gift Of Roses
- A Song For Jeffrey
- Acres Wild
- Alive And Well And Living In
- Another Christmas Song
- Aqualong
- At Last Forever
- Bouree
- Broadsword
- Budapest
- Bungle In The Jungle
- Cheap Day Return
- Cheerio
- Christmas Song
- Cold Wind To Valhalla
- Coronach
- Cross
- Cup Of Wonder
- Doctor To My Disease
- Down At The End Of Your Road
- Dr Dogenbroom
- Dun Ringill
- Farm On The Freeway
- First Snow On Brooklyn
- Flying Dutchman
- For Michael Collins Jeffrey And Me
- Grace
- I Dont Want To Be Me
- Inside
- Jack Frost And The Hooded Crow
- Jack In The Green
- Jack
- Just Trying To Be
- Kelpie
- Living In The Past
- Look Into The Sun
- Love Story
- Mother England Reverie
- One Brown Mouse
- One White Duck
- Only Solitaire
- Orion
- Pussy Willow
- Reasons For Waiting
- Requiem
- Ring Out Solstice Bells
- Rocks On The Road
- She Said She Was A Dancer
- Slipstream
- Son
- Song For Jeffrey
- Songs From The Wood
- Still Loving You Tonight
- Strip Cartoon
- Teacher
- The Whistler
- This Is Not Love
- Too Old To Rock N Roll Too Young To Die
- Under Wraps
- Up The Pool
- Up To Me
- We Used To Know
- White Innocence
- Wind
- Witches Promise
- With You There To Help Me
- Wondering Again
- Wondering Aloud
- Wondring Aloud
- Working John Working Joe
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[Verse 1]
C F C G C Bb
The old Rocker wore his hair too long,
Am Dm G
wore his trouser cuffs too tight.
C F C G C Bb
Unfashionable to the end ---
Am Dm G
drank his ale too light.
G C G D G F
Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams ---
Em Am D
the transport caf' prophet of doom.
G C G D G F
Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams in his
Em Am D
post-war-babe gloom.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
yes he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
[Verse 2]
C F C G C Bb
He once owned a Harley Davidson
Am Dm G
and a Triumph Bonneville.
C F C G C Bb
Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
Am Dm G
and prays that he always will.
G C G D G F
But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
Em Am D
all of his mates are doing time:
G C G D G F
married with three kids up by the ring road
Em Am D
sold their souls straight down the line.
C F C G C Bb
And some of them own little sports cars
Am Dm G
and meet at the tennis club do's.
G C G D G F
For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday.
Em Am D
They've thrown away their blue suede shoes.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
yes he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
[Verse 3]
C F C G C Bb
So the old Rocker gets out his bike
Am Dm G
to make a ton before he takes his leave.
C F C G C Bb
Up on the A-1 by Scotch Corner
Am Dm G
just like it used to be.
G C G D G F
And as he flies --- tears in his eyes ---
Em Am D
his wind-whipped words echo the final take
G C G D G F
and he hits the trunk road doing around a 120
Em Am D
with no room left to brake.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.
// ====================================
words and music by IAN ANDERSON
TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)
Modified by P Meyer (Canada)
ALL CORRECTIONS ARE WELCOME
[email protected]
C F C G C Bb
The old Rocker wore his hair too long,
Am Dm G
wore his trouser cuffs too tight.
C F C G C Bb
Unfashionable to the end ---
Am Dm G
drank his ale too light.
G C G D G F
Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams ---
Em Am D
the transport caf' prophet of doom.
G C G D G F
Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams in his
Em Am D
post-war-babe gloom.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
yes he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
[Verse 2]
C F C G C Bb
He once owned a Harley Davidson
Am Dm G
and a Triumph Bonneville.
C F C G C Bb
Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
Am Dm G
and prays that he always will.
G C G D G F
But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
Em Am D
all of his mates are doing time:
G C G D G F
married with three kids up by the ring road
Em Am D
sold their souls straight down the line.
C F C G C Bb
And some of them own little sports cars
Am Dm G
and meet at the tennis club do's.
G C G D G F
For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday.
Em Am D
They've thrown away their blue suede shoes.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
yes he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
[Verse 3]
C F C G C Bb
So the old Rocker gets out his bike
Am Dm G
to make a ton before he takes his leave.
C F C G C Bb
Up on the A-1 by Scotch Corner
Am Dm G
just like it used to be.
G C G D G F
And as he flies --- tears in his eyes ---
Em Am D
his wind-whipped words echo the final take
G C G D G F
and he hits the trunk road doing around a 120
Em Am D
with no room left to brake.
[Chorus]
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb A Dm
And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.
Eb F Bb C Bb F Bb F Eb Bb F
No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.
// ====================================
words and music by IAN ANDERSON
TRANSCRIPTION BY PACO JIMENEZ (SPAIN)
Modified by P Meyer (Canada)
ALL CORRECTIONS ARE WELCOME
[email protected]
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