every time I come to town you know you look so sad
when the show is over you are happy again
tell me your boss don't respect you
and neither does your man
well this time around baby I got a plan
oh, quit your job, sell you car to that fool that you live with
you don't live here anymore
and bring your banjo and I will teach you how to play
no, it's never too late
say your life's been hard
you've been abused and mangled
I tell you an angel with a messed up past
is still an angel
all these people want to push you aside now
you got this chance baby to leave it all behind
and you will watch less and you will sing more
it'll be easy to quit that stuff when you can't afford
nothing but the bare necessities
oh you won't be a millionaire but at least you'll be free
so quit your job, sell your car to that fool that you live with
you don't live here any more and
bring your banjo, I will teach you how to play
oh it's never too late
it's never too late
so pack your bags, my wheels are rollin'
you won't need them fancy clothes where we're going
tell your father not to shout and scream
you can write it off as one of your crazy dreams
cause I know you got the music deep down inside
I bet we'll sound good when we harmonize
you're way too perfect for a town like this
I need the whole damn planet to know you exist
so quit your job, sell your car, tell that bastard that you live with
that you don't want to live here anymore and
bring your banjo, I will teach you how to play
no it's never too late,
it's never too late