Saturday morning and it's time to go
Wonder these could be the days we would put an end
Loading in the back of a pickup truck
Riding with the boys, pushing the line
Singing songs that only waited again
Wishing all the things could still be the same
China, someone's over the backstop
The crew on the ball is sort of outweighed
We used to laugh a lot, but only
Because we thought that everything good always would have been
Ain't nothing gonna change, no need to blame
guitar solo
Sunday morning and it's time to go
Been raining all night, so everybody move
Over to the field for tackle football
Big hits, big hats, yeah, give me the ball
We ran this ball, ran touchdowns, go
Keep on rolling, never hold
Come on, come on, come on, chameleon
We're talking kind of funny, chameleon
We used to laugh a lot, but only
Because we thought that everything good always would have been
Ain't nothing gonna change, no need to blame
But God's only going to still blame


We paint it blue, we make it pretty blue
We paint it blue, we make it pretty blue
Driving a potato with a burnt-out fuse
Well, my best friend Kimmy wants to go with you
Meet about a sugar mill after school
My best friend Kimmy wants to go with you
So meet about a sugar mill after school
And we used to laugh a lot
But only because we thought that everything good always would
We used to laugh a lot
But only because we thought that everything good always would
Everything good always would