Well they showed you a statue and
told you to pray
They built you a temple and locked
you away
Ah but they never told you the price
that you pay
For things that you might have done
Only the good die young / That’s
what I said
Only the good die young / Only the
good die young
You might have heard I run with a
dangerous crowd
We ain’t too pretty, we ain’t too
proud
We might be laughing a bit too loud
/ Ah but that never hurt noone
So come on Virginia show me a sign /
Send up a signal I’ll throw you a line
That stained glass curtain you’re
hiding behind / Never lets in the sun
Darlin only the good die young / I
tell you only the good die young
Only the good die young
You get a nice white dress / And a
party on your confirmation
You’ve got a brand new soul / Mm and
a cross of gold
But Virginia they didn’t give
you / Quite enough information
You didn’t count on me / When you were counting on your rosary
And they say there’s a heaven for
those who will wait
Some say it’s better but I say it
ain’t
I’d rather laugh with the sinners /
Than cry with the saints
The sinners are much more fun
You know that only the good die
young / I tell you only the good die young
Only the good die young
You said your mother told you / All I
could give you was a reputation
Ah she never cared for me / But did
she ever say a prayer for me?
Come out, come out, come out
Virginia / Don’t let me wait
You Catholic girls start much too
late / Sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well, will be the one /
You know that only the good die young
Tell you baby / You know that only
the good die young
This is a story about
Tiffany, a real sweet spirit...
Ah but sooner or later it comes down
to fate / I might as well be the one
Well they showed you some gold
plates and told you to pray
They built you a temple and locked
you away
Ah but they never told you the price
that you pay
For things that you might have done
(Darlin)
Only the good die young / That’s what I said (or: Woh woh)
Only the
good die young / Only the good die young
You might have heard I run with a
dangerous crowd
We ain’t too pretty, we ain’t too proud
We might be laughing a bit too loud
/ Ah but that never hurt noone
So come on Tiffany show me a sign /
Send up a signal I’ll throw you a line
That temple recommend you’re hiding
behind / Never lets in the sun Chorus
You get a nice white dress / And a
Bible on your confirmation
You’ve got a brand new soul / a CTR
ring made of gold
It’s a pity that they didn’t give
you quite enough information
You didn’t count on me / When you were reading all that history
(woh woh)
And they say there’s a kingdom for
those who will wait
Some say it’s better but I say it
ain’t
I’d rather laugh with the sinners /
Than cry with the saints
The sinners are much more fun Chorus (Instrumental F)
You said your bishop told you / All
I could give you was a reputation
Ah he never cared for me / But did
he ever send home teachers to me? (woh woh)
Come out Tiffany, Don’t let me wait
/ You Mormon girls start much too late
Sooner or later it comes down to
fate / I might as well, will be the one
Chorus