You look to me like a place I know But I don’t remember times this good Walk down roads, kicking cans, and making plans like we used to You’ve heard my stories a thousand times But you still laugh at every single joke Don’t need a reason to call me any time that you want to
And we laugh a little when we feel like crying If you cry a little, I don’t mind
Making it up as we go along Three chords and the truth, we can make a song We don’t need much, ‘cause we’re here tonight It could be the best of times
You’ve got places you want to go And I’ve got things I need to leave behind So then I light fires, and kick the tires, on roads like we used to
And we laugh a little when we feel like crying If you cry a little, I don’t mind
Making it up as we go along Three chords and the truth, we can make a song We don’t need much, ‘cause we’re here tonight It could be the best of times
Making it up as we go along We’ve got the truth, we can make a song Making it up as we go along We’ve got the truth, we can make a song (And it could be the best of times) Making it up as we go along (It could be the best of times) We’ve got the truth, we can make a song (It could be the best of times) Making it up as we go along (It could be the best of times) We’ve got the truth, we can make a song (It could be the best of times) Making it up as we go along (It could be the best of times) We’ve got the truth, we can make a song Making it up as we go along We’ve got the truth, we can make a song (It could be the best of times) It could be the best of times