And I wait for paradise I hold my breath and close my eyes I visit you in another dream Up to my heart the waters rise Where the river runs to black I take the schoolbooks from your pack Plastics, wire and your kiss The breath of eternity on your lips In

Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you Wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife You just might miss your babies growing like mine did Turning into moms and dads next thing you know your

On the journey of your life He was old school and overalls Tough as nails as I recall He fought a war and came back home Honest as the day was long And right before my grandpa died He looked me right straight in the eyes Said here's some words to get you

Baby jump in my Cadillac Slide in the middle or climb in the back We can dance all over the FM dial Sweet home country, Destiny's Child Sneak a little something in between Leanin' to an old school vinyl groove Talkin' 'bout how damn good it feels Slow

John Deere lunch kid and a thermos full of Kool Aid September harvest and I missed another school day 14 hours worth of dirt and there were lessons learned Waist deep in those fields of gold 7 tons of steel and a twelve year old Working hard just to keep

Strip it down, down, down Back to you and me like it used to be When it was an old back road with an old school beat Cowboy boots by your little bare feet Let it out, tell me right now Everything I need in them white cotton sheets Dirty dance me slow in

A kid out of school, trying to find my way. But I don't know the rules, teach me how to play. You sure know what you're doing holding me this way. And I'll go where you lead me Anywhere you say. You've got me where you want me. So darling please be kind.

Hey there ain't no doubt that God's been good to me Well I can't believe I'm sittin' here today Picking on my banjo with a big smile on my face Writin' new words to an old school melody Oh the sun is shinin' on down in Tennessee And right now where I'm

Homeboy, you're gonna wish one day, That you were sittin' on a gate of a truck by the lake With your high school flame on one side, ice cold beer on the other Ain't no shame in a blue collar forty, Little house, little kid, little small town story Come

Yeah anybody else with any kind of sense It ain't a bar, ain't the beer, it ain't the whiskey Woulda done moved on said it is what it is Old school McGraw coming out of my doors Had to pull over, couldn't take it no more Got this thing running in park,