maybe next year

times are a changing

but i'm still the same ol' son of a bitch in the wind

i act like i did back when i was a kid

but it hurts me more than it did back then

i go out on the town and make a fool of myself

i run around with the same rowdy friends

i get drunk and obnoxious

and wake up the next day swearin' i'm never drinkin' again

yeah

my grandma still tells me

enough is enough

life ain't a game

son

it's time to grow up

maybe next year

i'll start acting my age

turn a new leaf over my wicked ways

get a real job and start pullin' my weight

only 365 days

until i change my ways

i dress like a slob

i never tuck in my shirt

i let it hang over my baggy jeans

i wear an old baseball cap on the top of my head

with the logo of my favorite team

still got the same dirty mouth that i've had

since my first cousin taught me to cuss

and i just quit my 9 to 5 occupation

to play a whole bunch of songs i made up

yeah

i'm a big ol' kid

but i ain't ashamed

'cause when the time comes around

i know i can change

maybe next year i'll quit blowin' all of the cash

start working out and get off of my ass

maybe next year i'll quit putting off all the chores

maybe next year i'll visit my grandparents more

maybe next year i'll go back to church and repent

maybe next year i'll pick up my bible again

i ought to straighten up

and there's no better time than now

to kick all the habits

that are bringin' me down

maybe next year i won't be singin' the blues

maybe next year i'll start telling the truth

maybe next year i won't stay drunk all the time

maybe next year i'll have a little more peace of mind

and maybe next year

i won't be so sad when i'm alone

maybe next year