Don't stop the car yet Can we just sit here I am so tired of getting out of things Put on a real song One we can sing with That doesn't care what tomorrow brings I'm sorry I keep calling you kid It's just that I've been feeling older lately I don't regret the things I did If Jesus was a carpenter And John Prine was a mailman At least I still got time Come to the window Come watch the lightning We'll count out loud till the thunder sounds You turn the lights off I'll get the candles And we'll decide when the power's out I'm sorry I keep calling you kid It's just that I've been feeling older lately I don't regret the things I did If Jesus was a carpenter And John Prine was a mailman At least I still got time If Jesus was a carpenter And John Prine was a mailman At least I still got time If Jesus was a carpenter And John Prine was a mailman At least I still got time At least I still got time