Lyrics

When you were sixteen you were wearing blue jeans
And I got high to contain my screams
I only say this to set the scene
For I've loved you all my life

Now you say you've gotta guy
Who will write you a song
And if I play nice I can sing along
But not only am I funny, fast, and strong
I can write you a damn song, too

When you were twenty-two I'd run home to you 
When I was alone and feeling blue
When you were twenty-five it cut like a knife
When you said you didn't want me in your life
While I was having dreams of man and wife
When they shattered they cut like glass

Now you say you've gotta guy
Who will write you a song
And if I play nice I can sing along
But not only am I funny, fast, and strong
I can write you a damn song, too

When you are seventy then maybe you'll see
That you and I were meant to be
And if my pride hasn't yet killed me
I'll be waiting for you on the porch