David Crosby Too Young To Die written by Jimmy Webb guitar Bernie Leadon keyboards Benmont Tench piano Jimmy Webb bass Leland Sklar drums Jim Keltner guitar Michael Landau harmony Jackson Browne/Graham Nash I recall my so called mis-spent youth Seems more worth while every single day Crusing Van Nuys and acting so uncouth All the joys of running away oh yea There was no speed limit on the Nevada state line The air was red white on those top down nights You and me my old roller skate And the common sense to know our rights Sweet old racing car of mine roaring down that broken line I've never been so much alive Too fast for comfort too low to fly too young to die They say a man can't love a material thing With aluminum skin and caste iron soul They never heard your engine sing There is peace with losing control With Sticky Fingers turned up real loud God we were flirting with catastrophe We were doing everything that's not allowed Life didn't come with a warrenty for you and me Sweet old racing car of mine roaring down that broken line I've never been so much alive Too fast for comfort too low to fly too young to die SOLO There is peace in losing control When I die I don't want to go to heaven I just want to drive my beautiful machine Up north on some Sonoma county road With Jimmy Dean and Steve McQueen all the boys be singing Sweet old racing car of mine roaring down that broken line I've never been so much alive Too fast for comfort too low to fly too young to die White Oak Songs Inc(ASCAP) >From The "Thousand Roads" CD Atlantic Records