If I can't live forever
Hope I make a hundred years
So much wine, so little time
So many kinds of beers
Even when I'm nine to three
There'll be living left to do
And I'll still be kicking butt
Then there's exceptions to the rule
When they run out of jam cake in Kentucky
When the family farm is gone
When a good old boy can't get lucky
With a guitar and a song
When a man can't fly the flag
And take a drag on his front lawn
I'll catch y'all on the other side
I don't want to live that long
When wrangler don't make blue cut jeans
And ford stops building trucks
When they fish out all the small mouth
And martha white goes belly up
When the bible's nothing more than
A coffee table souvenir
I'd just as soon say I'm through
And check on out of here
When they run out of jam cake in Kentucky
When the family farm is gone
When a good old boy can't get lucky
With a guitar and a song
When a man can't fly the flag
And take a drag on his front lawn
I'll catch y'all on the other side
I don't want to live that long
When they run out of fresh air in Montana
And the lynchburg well runs dry
When you go down to Alabama
There's no dirt roads left to ride
When a man can't speak his mind
And our conscience don't belong
I'll catch y'all on the other side
I don't want to live that long
Yeah, I'll see you all on the other side
I don't want to live that long
What do you mean we're out of beer? That's it. I'm outta here
