I Don’t Want To Live That Long

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

[Spoken]
What do you mean we're out of beer? That's it. I'm outta here