Five years old, skipping rocks
across that Cypress Creek
Mama said: don't you forget
You got church shoes on your feet
Daddy smoked them Salems up
And wore them sideburns down
My world was on a big as that little blink and you miss it town
But we ride, ride, ride, ride, ride that river of time
Yeah, we ride, ride, ride that river of time
Drifting on to where we're going
Hanging on to what's left behind
Yeah, we ride, ride, ride that river of time
Muscle car and a letter jacket,
Crusing the main street drag
Cool as a can of Copenhagen
And a six pack in a bag
We were all about them college girls
When they came home on break
Thought those days would last forever
And growing up would wait
But we ride, ride, ride, ride, ride that river of time
Yeah, we ride, ride, ride that river of time
Drifting on to where we're going
Hanging on to what's left behind
Yeah, we ride, ride, ride that river of time
Now daddy's in his easy chair
Mama's hair's turned grey
She laughs and says it's all
Because of my young and wilder days
I found a girl that makes me smile
I'll never let her go
Growing old don't scare me none
I believe in streets of gold
But we ride, ride, ride, ride, ride that river of time
Yeah, we ride, ride, ride that river of time
Drifting on to where we're going
Hanging on to what's left behind
Yeah, we ride, ride, ride that river of time
Yeah, we ride, ride, ride, ride, ride that river of time
Well, we ride that river of time
