Lyrics:

Well all good things pass, and your boy got himself into some trouble again
But all my friends are bound to share in this denial
And the coming of the Lord couldn't keep me from, a down south comeback smile
That Oklahoman, popsicle frozen, empties on the burnpile
Keep us in your prayers, we've been burnin' that midnight oil
But what if I told ya it'll never burn hot enough
And the coming of the Lord couldn't keep us from, God's unending love
That Oklahoman, popsicle frozen, empties on a barren bluff

All good things pass but there are better things ahead
Nostalgia has a way of looking better in your head
You'll turn around to see eyes brown shining in deep june
With all good things passed, there's ten in bloom

And all good things pass, like the cold Philadelphian winter streets
On New Years Eve when I couldn't find my way home
And the coming of the Lord couldn't keep me from, crying on the telephone
With McGlincheys open, my hands were frozen
Piling empties all alone
All good things pass and your boy got himself into some trouble again
But all my friends are bound to pass this grin around
And the coming of the Lord couldn't keep me from
A curse word back down south
That Oklahoman, popsicle frozen while mama says to watch your mouth

All good things pass, and your boy got himself into some trouble again
But all my friends have shared in this denial