Don't stop the car yet
Can we just sit here
I am so tired of getting out of things
Put on a real song
One we can sing with
That doesn't care what tomorrow brings
I'm sorry I keep calling you kid
It's just that I've been feeling older lately
I don't regret the things I did
If Jesus was a carpenter
And John Prine was a mailman
At least I still got time
Come to the window
Come watch the lightning
We'll count out loud till the thunder sounds
You turn the lights off
I'll get the candles
And we'll decide when the power's out
I'm sorry I keep calling you kid
It's just that I've been feeling older lately
I don't regret the things I did
If Jesus was a carpenter
And John Prine was a mailman
At least I still got time
If Jesus was a carpenter
And John Prine was a mailman
At least I still got time
If Jesus was a carpenter
And John Prine was a mailman
At least I still got time
At least I still got time
