Willie Mack - Golden Years lyrics

(Verse 1) Sunday afternoon in a corner booth My son was squirming in his high chair My daughter had mashed potatoes in her hair When a sweet old man with wrinkled hands Said, "What beautiful babies you have, Just had to come over and tell you that These right here are the golden years (Chorus) The first steps when they stumble, first words that they mumble First ball that they fumble, and they try to hide the tears Her Cinderella palace, the bike he learns to balance Take a look around, yeah, right now are the golden years (Verse 2) He said, "You're gonna blink, and he'll be seventeen He'll have a hot date, wanna borrow your keys He'll be growing one of those crazy goatees And daddy's little girl, with pretty blonde curls Will be wearing mascara and talkin' on the phone And all the little boys won't leave her alone And you'll look back here, these golden years (Repeat Chorus) (Bridge) So take too many pictures and don't forget to laugh Right now you don't know it but someday you'll look back at the (Repeat Chorus)