You were twenty years old and I was thirty-two
It was Austin in the month of June
You were acting kid of shy
But I think you knew
You were turning every head in the room
There were fifteen guys trying to find the lines
To help them get their hands on you
On you while they were undressing you with their eyes
I was picturing your hair turned blue
I wanna get old with you
I wanna get wrinkeled too
I wanna drive forty-five on the highway like the old folks do
If I wander off
Or lose my way
I want the cops to bring me home to you

Oh, if I'm gonna get old
I wanna get old with you
I was never really one to think ahead
But when I saw you, all of that changed
It wasn't crazy wanting you in my bed
It was crazy wanting you to stay
I was just living it day-to-day
Not caring what the future brings
Now I'm planning out the next thirty years
Building us a front porch swing
I wanna get old with you
I wanna get wrinkeld too
I wanna drive forty-five on the highway like the old folks do
If I wander off
Or lose my way
I want the cops to bring me home to you
Well, if Im gonna get old
I wanna get old with you

I don't think I'll make it
If I can't get there with you
And I don't think 'till death do us part sounds right
'Cause that's what quitters do
I wanna get old with you
I wanna get wrinkled too
I wanna drive forty-five on the highway like the old folks do
If I wander off
Or lose my way
I want the cops to bring me home to you
If I'm gonna get old
I wanna get old with
I gotta get old, I wanna get old
If I'm gonna get old, I wanna get old with you
You were twenty years old and I was thirty-two
It was Austin in the month of June