What if my old golden retriever lived to be a hundred? And my old bronco was still running like 1969 What if we all sat fireside, went on more boat rides Wished on a few more stars at night, now wouldn’t that be fine?
What if beer and fried chicken didn’t make us fat and sicken? And the braves, well they never lost a game? If every sunset job well done ended with a 12-ounce curl All would be right with the world
If mosquitoes never bit, but the fish they always did And every time I dropped the line, that bobber’d disappear? And if people learned life lessons through Andy Griffith re-runs And we only used real guns to hunt doves, duck and deer
What if cigarettes and whisky they didn’t try to kill me And outback I had money growin’ on a tree If every morning I woke up, right beside you girl All would be right with the world
(All would be right, all would be right All would be right with the world)
If everybody waved their white flag, and every soldier came back We didn’t have to pray for peace on earth And if I could buy a ticket to see Hank, George and Merle All would be right with the world
If every morning I woke up, right beside you girl All would be right with the world If every sunset job well done ended with a 12-ounce curl All would be right with the world