Written in March 2003 in Nashville, Tennessee
If I had my way
Beads would still be money
And every stop along the way
Would be a land of milk and honey
And I’d still be with you
I’d still be with you
If I had my way
Summer days would never end
And every birthday
I’d turn 18 again
And I’d still be with you
I’d still be with you
In a simpler time
Like a nursery rhyme
All the bells would chime
In a simpler time
If I had my way
If I had my way
Every dream would come true
In a rag top Chevrolet
Beneath a sky forever blue
I’d still be with you
I’d still be with you
I said, I’d still be with you
Yeah if I had my way
If I had my way
If I had my way
If I had my way