Next Year

My brother and me Used to climb this tree We were gonna build a little clubhouse About ten feet off the ground We drew the whole thing up Needed wood and our dad's truck But he was out of work that summer The truck only had one gear He said: We'll do it next year My buddies and me We have this dream We were gonna rent this cabin way up in Montana We were gonna fish We had the date all picked My old man got sick and the plan kinda disappeared But we'll do it next year Another day down, another week gone You're always just talkin' about tomorrow You can't beg, steal, borrow Or make time So you make plans and hope for the best Life moves on so damn fast Another twelve months flies on by, you're still here But it's never quite next year My little boy and me We were out to eat And he said: I can't wait 'til next year When I asked him why he said: 'Cause we're goin' camping We're goin' to the ballgame And we'll do all them other things you said we'd do next year So when is it next year? Another day down, another week gone You're always just talkin' about tomorrow You can't beg, steal, borrow Or make time So you make plans and hope for the best Life moves on so damn fast Another twelve months flies on by, you're still here But it's never quite next year No it's never quite next year My old man He was fadin' fast He said: I think I'd like to go see that Grand Canyon So we just left Packed up the car and went I called in sick to work, we drove 'til three a.m There ain't no next year Another day down, another week gone You're always just talkin' about tomorrow You can't beg, steal, borrow Or make time So you make plans and hope for the best Life moves on so damn fast Another twelve months flies on by, you're still here But it's never quite next year No it's never quite next year No it's never quite next year It's never quite next year