young & crazy

one day

i'll slow and lay down

spend my weekends in a swing out on the wraparound. oh but these days

i'm on a mission

to get these wild oats out of my system. yeah i might stay out all night

i've gotta do a little wrong so i know what's right. i wanna sit out on the porch

telling stories 'bout my glory days when i'm pushing eighty. how am i ever gonna get to be old and wise

if i ain't ever young and crazy?

now i might have to kiss no telling how many lips

before i ever really figure out what love is. go through some heartbreaks

wake up with headaches

don't learn nothing 'til you make a lot of mistakes. how will i know where to draw the line

if i don't cross it a few hundred times?

i wanna sit out on the porch

telling stories 'bout my glory days when i'm pushing eighty. how am i ever gonna get to be old and wise

if i ain't ever young and crazy?

yeah i'm gonna stay out all night

i've gotta do a little wrong so i know what's right

i've gotta live a lot of life if i'm gonna give good advice

when i'm talking to my grand-babies

how am i ever gonna get to be old and wise

if i ain't ever young and crazy?

i wanna sit out on the porch

telling stories 'bout my glory days when i'm pushing eighty. how am i ever gonna get to be old and wise

if i ain't ever young and crazy?

if i ain't ever young and crazy?

young and crazy. young

young and crazy. young and crazy.