Eight years old, couple cane poles sittin' down by the creek
Lines in the water watchin' those bobbers, seein' that red sun sink
Mama's on the porch yellin', "Supper's hot, y'all come and get it"
We yelled, "Five more minutes"

At sixteen it was 12:03 standin' at her front door
Katie's dad said midnight, but we needed just a little more
Yellow light flippin' on and off, interruptin' that goodnight kissin'
We wanted five more minutes

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 flyin'
Right on by, like it ain't nothin'
I wish I had me a, a pause button
Moments like those, Lord knows I'd hit it
And give myself five more minutes

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

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 flyin'
Right on by, like it ain't nothin'
I wish I had me a, a pause button
Moments like those, Lord knows I'd hit it
And give myself five more minutes

At eighty-six my grandpa said, "There's angels in the room"
All the family gathered 'round, knew the time was comin' soon
With so much left to say I prayed, Lord, I ain't finished
Just give us five more minutes

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 flyin'
Right on by, like it ain't nothin'
I wish I had me a, a pause button
Moments like those, Lord knows I'd hit it
Yeah, sometimes this old life will leave you wishin'
That you had five more minutes

Five more minutes

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Writer(s): Frank Rogers, Monty Criswell, Scotty McCreery