Times are a changin and I'm still the same
Ol' son of a b**** in the wind
I act like I did back when I was a kid
But it hurts more than it did back then
I go out on the town and make a fool of myself
I run around with the same rowdy friends
I get drunk and obnoxious
And wake up the next day swearing I'm never drinking again
My grandma still tells me enough is enough
Life ain't a game son, its time to grow up
Chorus:
Maybe next year I'll start acting my age
Turn a new leaf over my wicked ways
Get a real job and start pulling my weight
Only 365 days until I change my ways
Maybe next year ...
I dress like a slob, I never tuck in my shirt
I let it hang over my baggy jeans
Wear an old baseball cap on the top of my head
With the logo of my favorite team
I still got the same dirty mouth that I had
Since my first cousin taught me to cuss
And I just quit my 9 to 5 occupation
To play a whole bunch of songs I made up
Yeah, I'm a big ole kid, but I ain't ashamed
Because when the time comes around, I know I can change
Maybe next year I'll start acting my age
Turn a new leaf over my wicked ways
Get a real job and start pulling my weight
Only 365 days until I change my ways
Maybe next year ...
Maybe next year I'll quit blowin' all of the cash
Start working out and get off my a**
maybe next year I'll quit puttin' off all the chores
Maybe next year I'll visit my grandparents more
Maybe next year I'll go back to church and repent
Maybe next year I'll pick up my Bible again
I oughta straighten up and there's no better time than now
To kick all the habits that are bringing me down
Maybe next year I'll stop singing the blues
And maybe next year I'll start telling the truth
And maybe next year I won't stay drunk all the time
And maybe next year I'll have a little more peace of mind
And maybe next year I won't be so sad when I'm alone
Maybe next year ...
Maybe next year ...
Maybe next year ...
Maybe next year ...
Woah-oh-woah maybe next year ...
Maybe next year ...
Ol' son of a b**** in the wind
I act like I did back when I was a kid
But it hurts more than it did back then
I go out on the town and make a fool of myself
I run around with the same rowdy friends
I get drunk and obnoxious
And wake up the next day swearing I'm never drinking again
My grandma still tells me enough is enough
Life ain't a game son, its time to grow up
Chorus:
Maybe next year I'll start acting my age
Turn a new leaf over my wicked ways
Get a real job and start pulling my weight
Only 365 days until I change my ways
Maybe next year ...
I dress like a slob, I never tuck in my shirt
I let it hang over my baggy jeans
Wear an old baseball cap on the top of my head
With the logo of my favorite team
I still got the same dirty mouth that I had
Since my first cousin taught me to cuss
And I just quit my 9 to 5 occupation
To play a whole bunch of songs I made up
Yeah, I'm a big ole kid, but I ain't ashamed
Because when the time comes around, I know I can change
Maybe next year I'll start acting my age
Turn a new leaf over my wicked ways
Get a real job and start pulling my weight
Only 365 days until I change my ways
Maybe next year ...
Maybe next year I'll quit blowin' all of the cash
Start working out and get off my a**
maybe next year I'll quit puttin' off all the chores
Maybe next year I'll visit my grandparents more
Maybe next year I'll go back to church and repent
Maybe next year I'll pick up my Bible again
I oughta straighten up and there's no better time than now
To kick all the habits that are bringing me down
Maybe next year I'll stop singing the blues
And maybe next year I'll start telling the truth
And maybe next year I won't stay drunk all the time
And maybe next year I'll have a little more peace of mind
And maybe next year I won't be so sad when I'm alone
Maybe next year ...
Maybe next year ...
Maybe next year ...
Maybe next year ...
Woah-oh-woah maybe next year ...
Maybe next year ...