Bird Of Youth
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41 years old going on 29, down at the Elks singing Strawberry Wine
Doesn't sound half bad, boy, after the week I had
Take me out tonight and put some smoke in my clothes
Before that ol' bird of youth flies right up my nose
Oh, won't you be a dear?
How bout you shut up and buy me a beer?
Well, you've heard all my jokes and I've heard all of yours
And I might never laugh the way I did before
I can blame it on the bossa nova or the Bud Light Lime
But it's like I'm hearing them now for the first time
I've been saving my pennies and saving my dimes
Clipping coupons and Marlboro Miles
Like a map of regrets, whole milk and cigarettes
Go-Mart tapes, melting on the dash, gone for good times trying to take it all back
But when it's done, it's done
It's slamming doors and tattling tongues
Well, you've heard all my sorries and I-told-you-so's
And I kept crawling back from where you told me to go
The things we say to each other ought to be a crime
But it's like I'm getting forgiven for the first time
I can clean up the bottles and arrange the chairs
But sooner or later I gotta go upstairs
The bed's unmade and I'm too far to care like a thousand nights before
And I'll dream little dreams that I'll never recall
Of making vows in rented fire halls
Then I'll wake up in the morning and start breaking em all again
Wearing White Diamonds with my head held high, spring in my step and consolation pride
I lost my phone
Hey, hey, Daddy, can your Mama come home?
Oh, I know they don't write em like way back when
But if you could only hold me like you did back then
Back when I was yours and you were mine
It's like you're holding me now
It's like you're holding me now
It's like you're holding me now for the first time
Hold me for the good times
Won't you hold me for the good times?