Only The Good Die Young                            Billy Joel                                               Mormon

 

Come out Virginia, don’t let me wait / You Catholic girls start much too late

Ah but sooner or later it comes down to fate / I might as well be the one

 

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

 

 

 


Only The Good Die Young                            Billy Joel

This is a story about Tiffany, a real sweet spirit...

Come out Tiffany, don’t let me wait / You Mormon girls start much too late

Ah but sooner or later it comes down to fate / I might as well be the one

Eb

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

Eb

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

Eb

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

F

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)

Eb

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)

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)

Eb

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