Well I just turned thirty–five But it feels a whole lot like twenty–three I'm still waitin' on growin' up Maybe then I'll figure out just what I'll be And I've tried the nine to five before But me and that suit and tie did not agree So it's back to jeans and worn out shirts And nothin' but this old guitar and me Well my car is barely runnin' But I've run enough for both of us I guess And my pockets are all empty Knowing what I do that's for the best Well I gave up on settling down Don't think God my the ground to fit my feet So I'm writin' these words and singin' these songs With nothin' but this old guitar and me I've exceeded expectations Spoke in wild exaggerations now and then I've sank down to the bottom Ain't it funny where you find your best friend Now I'm somewhere in the middle Where it only takes a little to be free So I'm diggin' in and keeping time With nothin' but this old guitar and me Well my car is barely runnin' But I've run enough for both of us I guess And my pockets are all empty Knowing what I do that's for the best Well I gave up on settling down Don't think God my the ground to fit my feet So I'm writin' these words and singin' these songs With nothin' but this old guitar and me Yeah I'm writin' these words and singin' these songs With nothin' but this old guitar and me