All Would Be Right With the World

Here's to all you great people out there working your ass off, thank you

What if my old golden retriever lived to be a hundred?

And my old bronco was still running like 1969

What if we all sat fireside, went on more boat rides

Wished on a few more stars at night, now wouldn't that be fine?

What if beer and fried chicken didn't make me fat and sicken?

And the Braves, well, they never lost a game?

If every sunset job well done ended with a 12-ounce curl (yeah)

All would be right with the world, amen

If mosquitoes never bit, but the fish they always did

And every time I dropped the line, that bobber'd disappear?

And if people learned life lessons through Andy Griffith re-runs

And we only used real guns to hunt doves, duck and deer

What if cigarettes and whiskey didn't try to kill me?

And outback I had money growin' on a tree

If every morning I woke up, right beside you girl

All would be right with the world

Now raise your beers tall people

If everybody waved their white flag, and every soldier came back (soldier came back)

We didn't have to pray for peace on earth

And if I could buy a ticket to see Hank, George and Merle

All would be right with the world

If every morning I woke up, right beside you girl

All would be right with the world

If every sunset job well done ended with a 12-ounce curl

All would be right with the world