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 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
[CHORUS] 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
CHORUS
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
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