When I Grow Up

At 6 years old I was running wild

Totin’ my six-guns cowboy style,

Bustin’ wild broncos, riding the range all day.

Goin’ after bad guys,

Huntin’ them down.

Me and my posse cleaning up this town.

When I grow up it’s gonna always be this way.

 

Nothing comes short of living out a dream,

Believing in the future and what it can bring,

Hoping for some wisdom and a little luck.

I can have it all when I grow up.

 

At 18 I was sure I knew it all,

Riding so high that I could never fall.

No one could tell me what I could or couldn’t do.

Looking back I see that I was just a kid.

I can’t believe half the stupid things I did,

But I still believed

And somehow made it through.

 

Nothing comes short of living out a dream,

Believing in the future and what it can bring,

Hoping for some wisdom and a little luck.

I can have it all when I grow up.

 

Now that I’m older and my life’s on track

I can see the kid who always had my back

Hiding in the shadows, trying hard to keep up,

Waiting and wondering just what happened to

The kind of trust and wanderlust that he once knew.

Did I lose it all when I grew up?

 

Nothing comes short of living out a dream,

Believing in the future and what it can bring,

Hoping for some wisdom and a little luck.

I can have it all when I grow up.