Verse 1
G He turned thirty-five last Sunday, C In his hair he found some G gray
But he still ain't changed his lifestyle, He likes it better the old D way
So he C grows a little garden in the back G yard by the fence
He's C consuming what he's growing nowaGdays in self defense D
He get's G out there in the twilight zone
Some C times when it just don't make G no sense
Verse 2
G He gets off on country music, C cause disco left him G cold
He's got young friends into new wave, buts he's just too friggin D old
And he C dreams at night of Woodstock and the G day John Lennon died
how the C music made him happy, and the G silence made him D cry
Yeah he G thinks of John sometimes and he C has to wonder G why
Chorus
He's an C old hippie, and he G don't know what to do
should he D hang on to the old, should he G grab on to the new
he's an C old hippie, his new G life is just a bust
he ain't D trying to change nobody, he just C trying real D hard to G adjust
Verse 3
G He was sure back in the sixties C that everyone was G hip
Then they sent him off to Vietnam on his senior D trip
And they C force him to become a man while G he was still a boy
and in C each wave of tragedy he G waited for the D joy
Now this G world may change around him C but he just can't change no G more
Chorus
Verse 4
G Well he stays away a lot now C from the parties and the G clubs
And he's thinking while he's joggin' 'round Sure is glad he quit the hard D drugs
Cause C him and his kind get more G endangered everyday
C And pretty soon the species will just G up and fade away D
Like the G smoke from that torpedo just C up and fade G away
Chorus
He's an C old hippie, and he G don't know what to do
should he D hang on to the old, should he G grab on to the new
he's an C old hippie, his new G life is just a bust
he ain't D trying to change nobody, he just C trying real D hard to G adjust