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Het is zaterdag en we mogen weer meedoen met Trees.

Hier is mijn zwijmel:

Eight years old a couple cane poles sitting down by the creek

Our lines in the water watching those bobbers seeing that red sun sink

Mama's on the porch yelling supper's hot, y'all come and get it

We yelled five more minutes.

At sixteen it was twelve o three standing at her front door

Katie's dad said midnight, but we needed just a little more

Yellow light flipping on and off, interrupting that goodnight kissing,

We wanted five more minutes

Time rolls by the clock don't stop

I wish I had a few more drops

Of the good stuff, the good times

Oh but they just keep on flying

Right on by like it ain't nothing

Wish I had me a pause button

Moments like those Lord knows I'd hit it

And give myself five more minutes

At eighteen turned my helmet in and walked to the fifty yard line

Just the coach and me after we lost state ten to nine

And I cried man next time to get in here I'll have to buy a ticket

Can't you give me five more minutes

Time rolls by the clock don't stop

I wish I had a few more drops

Of the good stuff, the good times

Oh but they just keep on flying

Right on by like it ain't nothing

Wish I had me a pause button

Moments like those Lord knows I'd hit it

And give myself five more minutes

At eighty-six my grandpa said there's angels in the room

All the family gathered 'round knew the time was coming soon

With so much left to say I prayed Lord I ain't finished

Just give us five more minutes

Time rolls by the clock don't stop

I wish I had a few more drops

Of the good stuff, the good times

Oh but they just keep on flying

Right on by like it ain't nothing

Wish I had me a pause button

Moments like those Lord knows I'd hit it

Yeah sometimes this old life will leave you wishing

That you had five more minutes

Fijn weekend allemaal.