The record player's scratchin' out an old and dusty tune On the front porch, on a Sunday, on an Arky afternoon We were lyin' 'round like gypsies, thinkin' 'bout goin' to town And Jimmy's drinkin' whiskey straight and lyin' in the shade Jamie's dancin' round the kitchen with a glass of lemonade Lookin' like an angel who's never gonna touch the ground Trouble in mind How'd we ever lose that time? Livin' for the best Leavin' all the rest behind Now them boys from Morgan County, they're a comin' out tonight With country on the radio and trouble in their eyes They come walkin' up the driveway, singin' 'bout the night before And we'll head up to the mountain, pick-up trucks and old guitars We'll all smoke marijuana as we look up at the stars Raisin' hell for hours, until we can't take any more Trouble in mind How'd we ever lose that time? Livin' for the best Leavin' all the rest behind Now there's a picture on the mantle top, filled with old regrets There are things I can't remember and times I won't forget I'd call you up and tell you, but baby, we've been gone too long That porch is just a memory and the record player's broke Them hills have gone to houses and Jimmy's gone to smoke But I'd do the whole thing over, darlin' just to hear that song Trouble in mind How'd we ever lose that time? Livin' for the best Leavin' all the rest behind Livin' for the best Leavin' all the rest behind