He turned 45 last SundayIn his hair he found some grayBut he still ain't changed his lifestyleHe likes it better the old waySo he grows a little gardenIn the backyard by the fenceHe's consuming what he's growingNowadays in self-defenseHe gets out there in the twilight zoneSometime when it just don't make no senseHe gets off on country musicCalls disco-lifting callsHe's got young friends in the new waveBut he's got a lot of friendsJust too friggin' oldAnd he dreams at night of WoodstockAnd the day John Lennon diedHow the music made him happyAnd the silence made him cryYeah, he thinks of John sometimesAnd he has to wonder whyYeah, he's an old hippieAnd he don't know what to doShould he hang on to the oldShould he *** on to the newHe's an old hippieThis new life is just a bustHe ain't trying to change nobodyHe's just trying real hard to adjustHe was sure back in the 60sThat everyone was hipThen they sent him off to VietnamOn his senior tripAnd they forced him to become a manWhile he was still a boyAnd behind each wave of tragedyHe waited for the joyNow this world may change around himBut he just can't change no moreYeah, he's an old hippieAnd he don't know what to doShould he hang on to the oldShould he *** on to the newHe's an old hippieThis new life is just a bustHe ain't trying to change nobodyHe's just trying real hard to adjustWell, he stays away a lot nowFrom the parties and the clubsAnd he's thinking while he's jogging aroundHe's just trying to change nobodySure is glad he quit the hard roadsCause him and his kindGet more endangered every dayAnd pretty soon the speciesWill just up and fade awayLike the smoke from that torpedoJust up and fade awayYeah, he's an old hippieAnd he don't know what to doShould he hang on to the oldShould he *** on to the newHe's an old hippieThis new life is just a bustHe ain't trying to change nobodyHe's just trying real hard to adjustYeah, he ain't trying to change nobodyHe's just trying real hard to adjustWell, he's just trying real hard to adjust