歌词
The old rocker wore his hair too long
这位老摇滚歌手的头发太长
Wore his trouser cuffs too tight
裤脚太紧
Unfashionable to the end - drank his ale too light
从头到尾都不时髦-喝的啤酒太淡
Death's head belt buckle - yesterday's dreams
死神的头、皮带扣-昨日的梦
The transport caf' prophet of doom
运输咖啡馆的末日预言家
Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams
在他的双缝缝合线上没有任何变化
In his post-war-babe gloom
在他战后婴儿般的的忧郁中
Now he's too old to rock 'n' roll
现在他太老了摇滚不起来了
But he's too young to die
但他还年轻没到死的时候
他曾拥有一辆哈雷戴维森和一辆凯旋邦纳维尔
He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville
他的朋友们都带着烧坏的火花塞
Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
祈祷他永远都是
And prays that he always will
但他是最后一个贪婪的贵族男孩
But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
他所有的伙伴都在服刑
All of his mates are doing time
他婚后有三子就在环形道路旁边
Married with three kids up by the ring road
出卖了他们的灵魂
Sold their souls straight down the line
其中某些人有小跑车
And some of them own little sports cars
就在网球俱乐部见面
And meet at the tennis club do's
周日饮酒作乐，周一上班
For drinks on a Sunday, work on Monday
他们扔掉了所有蓝色麂皮鞋
They've thrown away their blue suede shoes
现在他们太老摇滚不起来了
Now they're too old to rock 'n' roll
但是也没老到死的地步
And they're too young to die
这个老摇滚歌手下车了
在他离开前赚一大笔
So the old rocker gets out his bike
在苏格兰角的A1路上
To make a ton before he takes his leave
就像以前一样
Up on the A1 by Scotch Corner
当他起飞的时候，眼泪在他眼框里打转
Just like it used to be
他饱经风霜的话语最后一次回响
And as he flies, tears in his eyes
他在大约120英里的时候上了主干道
His wind-whipped words echo the final take
没有刹车的余地
And he hits the trunk road doing around 120
他太老了摇滚不起来了
With no room left to brake
但他还没老到要死的地步
And he was too old to rock 'n' roll
不，你不会老到不能摇滚
But he was too young to die
如果你还没到死的时候
No, you're never too old to rock 'n' roll
If you're too young to die
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