Sixteen

Take a left here boy, take it slow

Don't get distracted by that radio

I just rolled my eyes and I said, "Daddy, I know"

I'm fifteen, I ain't green like some ol' ten year old

What I wouldn't give to be sixteen, wild and free

Cruisin' up and down main in my F-150

Roll the windows down, bass too loud From this burnt CD

I'll be right where I wanna be when I'm sixteen

Sixteen, yeah

Now that I can drive, finally feel alive, but I got this curfew

Sneakin' in late, smelling like my girlfriend's perfume

People talk about college and knowledge and that's alright

But all I'm thinkin' 'bout is an unsupervised Saturday night

What I wouldn't give to be eighteen, wild and free

Buzzin' off a can of the grizzly wintergreen

Lookin' old enough to pull off this fake ID

I'll be right where I wanna be

When I'm eighteen

Eighteen, yeah

I'm old enough to smoke

I'm old enough to vote

But they turn me away when I go to the Cotton Eyed Joe

They say the grass is always greener

And I believe that's right

But my friends are off to Vegas, they're leavin' me behind

What I wouldn't give to be twenty one, wild and free

Open up a cold one and drink it legally

Chase a bunch of girls, go see the world

Let my wild streak run

I'll be right where I wanna be

When I'm twenty one, twenty one

(woah, when I'm twenty one)

(yeah, when I'm twenty one, it'll be alright)

(yeah, it'll be alright, when I'm twenty one)

Now I'm twenty five and I'm drinking wine with my wife at home

Got a couple of dogs and a couple of songs on the radio

And we sit around and we laugh about how we used to be

When all we cared about was turning sixteen