Next Year - Donovan Woods

My brother and me

Used to climb this tree

We were gonna build a little clubhouse 'bout ten feet off the ground

We drew the whole thing up

Needed wood and our dad’s truck

But he was out of work that summer

The truck only had one gear

He said, «We'll do it next year»

My buddies and me

We have this dream

We were gonna rent this cabin way up in Montana

We were gonna fish

We had the date all picked

My old man got sick and the plan kinda disappeared

But we’ll do it next year

Another day down, another week gone

You’re always just talkin' about tomorrow

You can’t beg, steal, borrow

Or make time

So you make plans and hope for the best

Life moves on so damn fast

Another twelve months flies on by, you’re still here

But it’s never quite next year

My little boy and me

We were out to eat

And he said «I can’t wait 'til next year»

When I asked him why he said «Cause we’re goin' campin'

«We're goin' to the ballgame

«And we’ll do all them other things you said we’d do next year»

So when is it next year?

Another day down, another week gone

You’re always just talkin' about tomorrow

You can’t beg, steal, borrow

Or make time

So you make plans and hope for the best

Life moves on so damn fast

Another twelve months flies on by, you’re still here

But it’s never quite next year

No it’s never quite next year

My old man

He was fadin' fast

He said «I think I’d like to go see that Grand Canyon»

So we just left

Packed up the car and went

I called in sick to work, we drove 'til three a.

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There ain’t no next year

Another day down, another week gone

You’re always just talkin' about tomorrow

You can’t beg, steal, borrow

Or make time

So you make plans and hope for the best

Life moves on so damn fast

Another twelve months flies on by, you’re still here

But it’s never quite next year

No it’s never quite next year

No it’s never quite next year

It’s never quite next year