In "Old Man Knows," Dustin Lynch imagines how much heartache would disappear if youth came with hindsight, listing the reckless calls, lost trucks, and missed fishing trips that only make sense after the damage is done. The repeated contrast between young impulse and old regret sharpens into a porch-side confession where too much whiskey and a slammed screen door reveal the real cost. He watches taillights fade, wishing he had known sooner what experience teaches too late.
Old Man Knows Lyrics by Dustin Lynch
Wouldn’t be no stories ’bout the one that got away
Wouldn’t be no wild-hair dream a little too crazy to chase
Wouldn’t be no first truck that ever got sold
If every young man knew what every old man knows
Wouldn’t be no come and get me calls at 2 a.m.
Wouldn’t be no best friend fights over some ex-girlfriend
Wouldn’t be nobody ever bumming that first smoke
If every young man knew what every old man knows
Time gets wasted, mistakes get made
Lessons get learned the hard way
The world wouldn’t be perfect, but it’d sure be close
If every young man knew what every old man knows
Wouldn’t be no driving down a back road way too fast
Wouldn’t be no bad excuse to miss fishing with your dad
Wouldn’t be no drunk tattoo from a trip to Mexico
If every young man knew what every old man knows
Time gets wasted, mistakes get made
Lessons get learned the hard way
The world wouldn’t be perfect, but it’d sure be close
If every young man knew what every old man knows
I wouldn’t be pouring too much whiskey in a cup
Standing out on this front porch where you slammed that screen door shut
Watching your taillights getting further down that road
If every young man knew what every old man knows
