Ain't Got Nothing But Plenty of Time

(x2) We don't know this road we ride on We don't barely know ourselves Don't take nothing for granted Don't take nothing from no one else The kids we were when we were younger Rolled the years like cigarettes She kept her dreams in her back pocket An' I though I lost mine on a stupid race track bet She is kind (what's) hers is mine ain't got nothing but plenty of time Spent a while in Minnesota Trego Minong and the rest Found and old friend and a malt shop and a junk yard An' got the fever and headed west The Rocky Mountains broke her ankle Lake Louise broke her fall We watched the seasons change Canada You know it don't get much better than this at all. She is kind (what's) hers is mine ain't got nothing but plenty of time Thumbed a ride outside the foothills It felt like something in us died So why'd they have to clear cut anyway she cried You don't wanna pick on no one twice your size. My old man lives out on the island Apples berries pie and jam We had our fill so me and Jill rolled down the hill To find some work for the winter months ahead She is kind (what's) hers is mine ain't got nothing but plenty of time The northwest winters are cold and rainy This old house up beacon hill You know there's days we wanna roll outta here When the weather clears we probably will We don't take nothing for granted And don't take nothing from no one else we don't know this road we ride on Hell we don't barely know ourselves We don't barely know ourselves She is kind (what's) hers is mine ain't got nothing but plenty of time