A Lot Of Things Different

I’d have spent a lot more time out in the pouring rain
without an umbrella covering my head
And I’d have stood up to that bully when he pushed and shoved
And called me names but I was too afraid
And I’d have gone on and seen Elvis that night
He came to town and Mama said I couldn’t
And I’d have gone skinny-dipping with Jenny Carson
That time she dared me to and I didn’t
Oh I I’d have done a lot of things different
I wish I’d have spent more time with my dad when he was alive
Now I don’t have the chance
I wish I had told my brother just how much I loved him before he went off to war
But I just shook his hand
And I wish I’d gone to church on Sunday mornings when my grandma begged me to but I was scared of God
And I wish I would have listened when they said
Boy you’re gonna wish you had but I wouldn’t
Oh I I’d do a lot of things different
People say they wouldn’t change a thing even if they could oh but I would
There was this red dress she wanted one time so bad she could taste it I should have bought it but I didn’t
She wanted to paint our bedroom yellow-trim it in blue and greens
But I wouldn’t let her wouldn’t have heart nothing
Oh, and she loved to be held and kissed and touched but I didn’t do it Not nearly enough and if I’d know that was going to be our last dance
I’d have told the band to play on and on and on and on and on People say they wouldn’t change…
Oh I I’d have done a lot of things different
Yes I I’d do a lot of things different oh I I have done a lot of things
different