a long time dead

I started writing this in 1987 but didn't finish it till 2000
(obviously I did a few other things in that 13 years too!).

Ain't it funny how the world gets older, but you and me, we never seem to change;
all our friends are talkin' 'bout raisin' children, but I ain't finished havin' fun just yet;

No, I ain't finished havin' me a good time; I ain't done with booze and cars and girls;
I ain't finished havin' me a good time; Goodness knows you're a long time dead.

My brother Billy's plannin' his retirement; picked a plot of land in Tennessee;
says he's gonna build him a cabin with a picket fence and roses round the door.

But, I ain't finished havin' me a good time; I ain't done with booze and cars and girls;
I ain’t finished havin' me a good time; Goodness knows you're a long time dead.

Cousin Sarah's booked her spot in the churchyard, facin' east to catch the mornin' sun;
I do hope there ain't a place for me there, 'cause I ain't fixin' to die anytime soon.

No, I ain't finished havin' me a good time; I ain't done with booze and cars and girls;
I ain't finished havin' me a good time; Goodness knows you're a long time dead.

I ain't finished havin' me a good time; I ain't done with booze and cars and girls;
I ain't finished havin' me a good time; Goodness knows you're a long time dead.
Goodness knows you're a long time dead.

(©2000 Stewart Bowman)