Saturday morning and it's time to goWonder these could be the days we would put an endLoading in the back of a pickup truckRiding with the boys, pushing the lineSinging songs that only waited againWishing all the things could still be the sameChina, someone's over the backstopThe crew on the ball is sort of outweighedWe used to laugh a lot, but onlyBecause we thought that everything good always would have beenAin't nothing gonna change, no need to blameguitar soloSunday morning and it's time to goBeen raining all night, so everybody moveOver to the field for tackle footballBig hits, big hats, yeah, give me the ballWe ran this ball, ran touchdowns, goKeep on rolling, never holdCome on, come on, come on, chameleonWe're talking kind of funny, chameleonWe used to laugh a lot, but onlyBecause we thought that everything good always would have beenAin't nothing gonna change, no need to blameBut God's only going to still blameWe paint it blue, we make it pretty blueWe paint it blue, we make it pretty blueDriving a potato with a burnt-out fuseWell, my best friend Kimmy wants to go with youMeet about a sugar mill after schoolMy best friend Kimmy wants to go with youSo meet about a sugar mill after schoolAnd we used to laugh a lotBut only because we thought that everything good always wouldWe used to laugh a lotBut only because we thought that everything good always wouldEverything good always would