So this next song is about
Turning 30 years old
Realizing that all your friends have jobsAnd kids and houses
And then you′re still traveling around the country
With your best friends in a 15 passenger van
Playing music for people every night
And coming to the realization
That that ain't a half bad way to live
This′s a song called, "The Losing Side of 25"
All my friends are growing up
Changing pretty girls' last names
And I'm still finding my way
Rolling down that highway
Playing a much younger man′s game
Every night we′re drinking
In dive bars and dance halls
They're all at that age
Where they′re all having babies
And picking out the nursery color walls
They all ask me how I'm doing
I just smile and realize
That there are different roads to happiness
I took a different path I guess
Came out of the other side just fine
That losing side of 25
Guess my mom and dad did the best they could
To raise me the right way
But I leaned more to the wrong
And I started writing songs
Thinking I had something to say
So every week at the Food Lion
All the other parents boast
′Bout there kids graduating
Getting higher educations
In the big city jobs that they chose
My parents asked me how I'm doing
I hang my head and close my eyes
They say don′t throw your life away
Go and get a job that pays
We love you, we know that you tried
That losing side of 25
Yes, I might never have a mansion
Might never own me a home
But I got a couple of songs
Some boys that I call friends
And a pretty girl that I can call my own
Yes, I might never be a millionaire
That's alright with me
'Cause I′ve done the things I wanted to
And said the things I needed to
And seen the things I wanted to see
So when they all ask me how I′m doing
I just smile and realize
That there are different roads to happiness
I took a different path, I guess
Came out on the other side just fine
That losing side of 25
Yes, there are different roads to happiness
I took a different path, I guess
Figured out there's no wrong or right
Just a different side of 25
Y′all still with us, Atlanta, Georgia?
Hell yeah
