Thinking back it feels like yesterday
Growing up with all those memories
Dirt roads and football teams
Bunch of kids just full of dreams
Stay proud of where you're from and
Don't forget to call your mom
Hold onto that bucket list
And do your best to finish it
You ain't gonna remember who was in your classes
Won't remember why you raised your glasses
No
Most of us won't attend Sunday masses
Who's gonna be there when they spread your ashes
Oh
You won't always take the back roads home
Have your best friend there through the highs and lows
No you won't
Strange how you miss helping mama in the kitchen
But I suppose
Maybe that's just how life goes
How life goes
So slow on down don't be in a rush
There's no hurry in growing up
Take your time and enjoy the ride
Cause all of our graves will be the same size
You ain't gonna remember who was in your classes
Won't remember why you raised your glasses
No
Most of us won't attend Sunday masses
Who's gonna be there when they spread your ashes
Oh
You won't always take the back roads home
Have your best friend there through the highs and lows
No you won't
Strange how you miss helping mama in the kitchen
But I suppose
Maybe that's just how life goes
How life goes
Take me back
To better days
To broken down
Chevrolets
Dusty roads
And one highway
No stop lights
And a quarter tank
You ain't gonna remember who was in your classes
Won't remember why you raised your glasses
No
Most of us won't attend Sunday masses
Who's gonna be there when they spread your ashes
Oh
You won't always take the back roads home
Have your best friend there through the highs and lows
No you won't
Strange how you miss helping mama in the kitchen
But I suppose
Maybe that's just how life goes
How life goes