[Intro – one acoustic guitar, faint screen door, a lonely harmonica phrase] [Bubba – MALE, spoken] Some folks look at sixty and see a finish line. I look back at all the roads I took... And I reckon I've still got some miles worth traveling. All right, boys. Count it off. [Drums count in; boogie piano and walking bass ignite] [Verse 1 – Bubba, MALE] I was raised where the North Georgia pines Lean over old Browns Bridge Road, Had a head full of dreams and a stubborn streak, And I made some mighty hard turns on my own. There were years I wish I'd done different, Words I can't take back today, But I ain't gonna dress up the truth Or let my old mistakes lead the way. [Pre-Chorus – Bubba] I can't command tomorrow, I can't rewrite yesterday, But there's a little stretch of daylight And a better step to take. [Chorus – Bubba lead; Darlene FEMALE harmony] I'm not finished — I'm just getting started! Got a little more living, got a little more heart. I ain't promising perfection, Just a truer place to start. Let the old fear talk, I don't have to follow, Let the sun come up on another tomorrow. With a six-string song and a thankful heart, I'm not finished — I'm just getting started! [Verse 2 – Bubba, MALE] I've known the dark and the long way home, I've known what it means to fall, And I've known the kind of faithful love That keeps showing up through it all. Heather's been there through the hard ones, Trigger's waiting by the door, And I don't need to own the ending To give the ones I love a little more. [Darlene – FEMALE, sung answer] You don't have to win every battle. You don't have to hold the reins. [Bubba – MALE] I can show up, tell the truth, And let tomorrow come its way. [Chorus – Bubba lead; Darlene FEMALE harmony] I'm not finished — I'm just getting started! Got a little more living, got a little more heart. I ain't promising perfection, Just a truer place to start. Let the old fear talk, I don't have to follow, Let the sun come up on another tomorrow. With a six-string song and a thankful heart, I'm not finished — I'm just getting started! [Instrumental – gritty blues harmonica trades with Darlene's soulful tenor sax; Telecaster turnaround] [Bridge – drop to acoustic, soft Hammond organ] [Bubba – MALE, spoken] You know, I used to think I had to control the outcome. Make everybody understand me. Make every story end the way I wanted. But that's a heavy load for one old Georgia boy. [Bubba – MALE, half sung] Father, help me see the anger Before I let it have my tongue. Help me forgive without pretending That the hurt was never done. Teach me how to sit in silence, Then get up and do my part. I don't know what waits around the bend, But You can lead this heart. [Darlene – FEMALE, softly sung] There's no shame in still becoming. There's no deadline on a start. [Final Chorus – full band, gospel handclaps; Bubba MALE lead, Darlene FEMALE harmony] I'm not finished — I'm just getting started! Got a little more living, got a little more heart. I ain't promising perfection, Just a truer place to start. Let the old fear talk, I don't have to follow, Let the sun come up on another tomorrow. From Gainesville pines to a Carolina yard, I'm not finished — I'm just getting started! [Tag – band stop, one beat of silence] [Bubba – MALE] Darlene, you reckon I got another song in me? [Darlene – FEMALE, laughing] Bubba, you've got about a thousand. [Bubba – MALE] Well, dadgummit — let's play another! [Big final harmonica riff, sax flourish, full-band hit]
