Golden Years Lyrics - Singles - Mack Willie

(Verse 1) 

Sunday afternoon in a corner booth 

My son was squirming in his high chair 

My daughter had mashed potatoes in her hair 

When a sweet old man with wrinkled hands 

Said, "What beautiful babies you have, 

Just had to come over and tell you that 

These right here are the golden years 

(Chorus) 

The first steps when they stumble, first words that they mumble 

First ball that they fumble, and they try to hide the tears 

Her Cinderella palace, the bike he learns to balance 

Take a look around, yeah, right now are the golden years 

(Verse 2) 

He said, "You're gonna blink, and he'll be seventeen 

He'll have a hot date, wanna borrow your keys 

He'll be growing one of those crazy goatees 

And daddy's little girl, with pretty blonde curls 

Will be wearing mascara and talkin' on the phone 

And all the little boys won't leave her alone 

And you'll look back here, these golden years 

(Repeat Chorus) 

(Bridge) 

So take too many pictures and don't forget to laugh 

Right now you don't know it but someday you'll look back at the 

(Repeat Chorus)