A E She played third base on a softball team D E Had a pretty good arm and a real nice swing A E I was workin part time at Gentry's farm D E Had a thing for a girl in a uniform D After the game she was my young, wild and free E A Yea, old Mister Gentry was pretty cool D He said, "Son I know where I'd be E And what I would say it was me." Chorus: A But one of these days E D Where going to have to grow up and get real jobs E A E D E And be adults, some day, but not today A E Have to worry about things out of our control D E A E Love kids lovin' money and getting old someday D E A Just not today, just not today. Had a rope swing hanging from a sycamore tree By a deep wood spot on white sand creek Used to walk barefoot, down a little dirt path We'd through out the beach towels and Lay on our backs Had four wheel drive trucks parked up in the shade With those speakers blasted We never knew how much we really had it made Without a care in a world we'd say Chorus D Have to show some maturity, A E responsibility, pay the ole fiddler A D Face reality maybe tomorrow A E The older, wiser and we'll be God love us will be. Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E |