Take a left here boy, take it slow Don't get distracted by that radio I just rolled my eyes and I said, "Daddy, I know I'm fifteen, I ain't green like some ol' ten year old" What I wouldn't give to be sixteen, wild and free Cruisin' up and down Main in my F-150 Roll the windows down, bass too loud from this burnt CD I'll be right where I wanna be when I'm sixteen, sixteen Sixteen, yeah Now that I can drive, finally feel alive, but I got this curfew Sneakin' in late, smelling like my girlfriend's perfume People talk about college and knowledge and that's alright But all I'm thinkin' 'bout is an unsupervised Saturday night What I wouldn't give to be eighteen, wild and free Buzzin' off a can of the Grizzly Wintergreen Lookin' old enough to pull off this fake ID I'll be right where I wanna be When I'm eighteen, eighteen Eighteen, yeah I'm old enough to smoke I'm old enough to vote But they turn me away when I go to the Cotton Eyed Joe They say the grass is always greener And I believe that's right But my friends are off to Vegas, they're leavin' me behind What I wouldn't give to be twenty one, wild and free Open up a cold one and drink it legally Chase a bunch of girls, go see the world Let my wild streak run I'll be right where I wanna be When I'm twenty one, twenty one Woah, when I'm twenty one Yeah, when I'm twenty one, it'll be alright Yeah, it'll be alright, when I'm twenty one Now I'm twenty five and I'm drinking wine with my wife at home Got a couple of dogs and a couple of songs on the radio And we sit around and we laugh about how we used to be When all we cared about was turning sixteen