Always Wanted To

Outside there's a rusty pickup
Parked beneath the shed
Mockingbirds nest on the tailpipe
Empty feed sack in the bed

They took away my keys
Sayin' I'm too old to drive
It's like they're trying to bury me
While I'm still alive

I always wanted a son
I always wanted a woodshed
I always wanted to ride on an open range
Learn how to fly a plane
But I, I guess
Even pictures we'd never take
Memories we'd never make
Still fade
I never did all I wanted to do
But I always wanted to

They talk like I can't hear 'em
When they ain't have to change my sheets
They're getting tired and angry
'Cause I won't accept defeat

Uncle Frank lived to be a hundred
Hell, I'm only ninety-five
I ain't raising no white flag
While I'm still alive

I always wanted a son
I always wanted a woodshed
I always wanted to ride on an open range
Learn how to fly a plane
But I, I guess
Even pictures we'd never take
Memories we'd never make
Still fade
I never did all I wanted to do
But I always wanted to

Mmm mmm mmmm
No no no no

My Maria showed up this morning
Floating right above that chair
She smiled the sweetest smile
As she hovered in the air

When that fever stole her from me
I was twenty seven, she was twenty five
I never dreamed I'd see that Angel again
While I'm still alive

I always wanted a son
I always wanted a woodshed
I always wanted to ride on an open range
Learn how to fly a plane
But I, I guess
Even pictures we'd never take
Memories we'd never make
Still fade
I never did all I wanted to do
But I always wanted to

Mmm mmm mmmm mmmm
I never did all I wanted to do
But I always wanted to



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Douglas, Allen Shamblin, Jordyn Shellhart
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