Lori McKenna - People Get Old lyrics
[Lori McKenna - People Get Old lyrics]
Someone said "Youth is wasted on the young"
I spilled every last drop of time
That summer in the sun
My daddy had a Timex watch
Cigarette in his hand and
A mouthful of scotch
Spinnin' me around like a
Tilt-a-whirl on his arm
Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Kids, come on in before your supper gets cold
Collection plates and daddy's billfold
And that's how it goes
You live long enough, people get old
I sat up right beside him in
The cabin of that truck
Goin' thirty miles-an-hour down a side road
Talkin' 'bout the fish we caught
And I'm older now than he was then
If I could go back in time
I would in a second
To his beat-up blue jeans and a
T-shirt with the sleeves cut off
Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Kids growin' up and sneakin' out the window
Hittin' every small-town dirt road
And that's how it goes
You live long enough and people get old
Yeah, people get old
Daddy keeps busy in the aftenoons
Playin' cards by himself
And he shouldn't be shovelin'
That first snow
But you know he won't take the help
Full of pride and love, he don't
Say too much but hell, he never did
And you still think he's forty-five and he
Still thinks that you're a kid
One day you'll find yourself sayin'
The things that he said
You'll be walkin' down the hallway
Turnin' off every light switch
When you twirl your kids in your arms
Before you know it, it won't take too long
They'll be runnin' off makin' a
Life just like you did
Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Nothin' says "love" like a band of gold
Babies grow up and houses get sold
And that's how it goes
Time is a thief, pain is a gift
The past is the past, it is what it is
Every line on your face tells
A story somebody knows
That's just how it goes
You live long enough and the
People you love get old
I spilled every last drop of time
That summer in the sun
My daddy had a Timex watch
Cigarette in his hand and
A mouthful of scotch
Spinnin' me around like a
Tilt-a-whirl on his arm
Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Kids, come on in before your supper gets cold
Collection plates and daddy's billfold
And that's how it goes
You live long enough, people get old
I sat up right beside him in
The cabin of that truck
Goin' thirty miles-an-hour down a side road
Talkin' 'bout the fish we caught
And I'm older now than he was then
If I could go back in time
I would in a second
To his beat-up blue jeans and a
T-shirt with the sleeves cut off
Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Kids growin' up and sneakin' out the window
Hittin' every small-town dirt road
And that's how it goes
You live long enough and people get old
Yeah, people get old
Daddy keeps busy in the aftenoons
Playin' cards by himself
And he shouldn't be shovelin'
That first snow
But you know he won't take the help
Full of pride and love, he don't
Say too much but hell, he never did
And you still think he's forty-five and he
Still thinks that you're a kid
One day you'll find yourself sayin'
The things that he said
You'll be walkin' down the hallway
Turnin' off every light switch
When you twirl your kids in your arms
Before you know it, it won't take too long
They'll be runnin' off makin' a
Life just like you did
Houses need paint, winters bring snow
Nothin' says "love" like a band of gold
Babies grow up and houses get sold
And that's how it goes
Time is a thief, pain is a gift
The past is the past, it is what it is
Every line on your face tells
A story somebody knows
That's just how it goes
You live long enough and the
People you love get old