I Was Born A Wild Child In Fear Of The Holy Ghost
Raised On Field Holler With The Spirit In My Bones
I Turned 15, I Was Lost To The PentecostI Felt A Woman′s Breast And Heard Sway By The Stones
Next Thing You Know Lord, I'm In The Band
We Come From East Texas, A River Bottomland
Harder Than A Bois D′Arc Tree, Too Drunk To Stand
With Cowboy Hats And Old Guitars And Copenhagen Cans

I'm Gonna Rock Until I Die, I'm Gonna Die Rockin′
I′m Gonna Rock Until I Die, I'm Gonna Die Rockin′
I'm Gonna Rock Until I Die, I′m Gonna Die Rockin'
Gonna Die Rockin′, Gonna Die Rockin'

Gather Round, You Children, Come On Take My Hand
I'm Gonna Take You To A Place And It Ain′t The Promised Land
It′s Got Every Thing You Want, Baby, But Nothing's For Sale
It′s A Lost Highway, It's A California Hotel
It′s Where The Ones Who Came Before, They Paid It With Their Lives
They Gave Their Souls To Rock N Roll, I'm Gonna Rock Until I Die

I′m Gonna Rock Until I Die, I'm Gonna Die Rockin'
I′m Gonna Rock Until I Die, I′m Gonna Die Rockin'
I′m Gonna Rock Until I Die, I'm Gonna Die Rockin′
Gonna Die Rockin', Gonna Die Rockin′