Outside there's a rusty pickup
Underneath a shed
Mockingbird's nest in the tailpipe
Empty feed sack in the bed
They took away my keys
Sayin' I'm too old to drive
It's like they're tryin' to bury me
While I'm still alive

I always wanted a son
I always wanted a woodshed
I always wanted to ride on an open range
And learn how to fly a plane, but I guess
Even pictures we never take
Memories we'll never make still fadе
I never did all I wanted to do
But I always wantеd to

They talk like I can't hear 'em
When they have to change my sheets
They're getting tired and angry
'Cause I won't accept defeat
Uncle Frank lived to be a hundred
Hell, I'm only ninety five
I ain't raising no white flag
While I'm still alive

I always wanted a son
I always wanted a woodshed
I always wanted to ride on an open range
And learn how to fly a plane, but I guess
Even pictures we never take
Memories we'll never make still fade
I never did all I wanted to do
But I always wanted to

My Marie showed up this morning
Floatin' right above that chair
She smiled the sweetest smile at me
As she hovered in the air
When that fever stole her from me
I was twenty seven, she was just twenty five
I never dreamed I'd see my angel again
While I'm still alive

I always wanted a son
I always wanted a woodshed
I always wanted to ride on an open range
And learn how to fly a plane, but I guess
Even pictures we never take
Memories we'll never make still fade
I never did all I wanted to do
But I always wanted to

I never did all I wanted to do
But I always wanted to