Eight years old a couple cane poles sitting down by the creek

Our lines in the water watching those bobbers seeing that red sun sink

Mama's on the porch yelling "Supper's hot, y'all come and get it!"

We yelled five more minutes

At sixteen it was twelve o three standing at her front door

Katie's dad said midnight, but we needed just a little more

Yellow light flipping on and off and we're up to that goodnight kissing

We wanted five more minutes



[Chorus]

Time rolls by the clock don't stop

I wish I had a few more drops

Of the good stuff, the good times

Oh but they just keep on flying

Right on by like it ain't nothing

Wish I had me a pause button

Moments like those Lord knows I'd hit it

Give myself five more minutes



[Verse 2]

At eighteen, turned my helmet in, and walked to the fifty yard line

It's just the coach and me after we lost eighteen to nine

And I cried man next time to get in here I'll have to buy a ticket

Can't you give me five more minutes