Buicks to the Moon - Alan Jackson

How long will I love you, I don’t really know

I’d like to think forever is how far we could go

So let me paint a picture of how it’s gonna be

The day you don’t mean everything to me

When a nickel’s worth a dollar and gold ain’t worth a dime

When they build a ship on waters that will take you back in time

When the stars have all been counted and I stop lovin' you

Honey they’ll be driving Buicks to the moon

Now you don’t have to worry about what comes to pass

This old world may wear out but my love’s gonna last

If they ever build that highway to the moon

I’ll just find something else to promise you

When a nickel’s worth a dollar and gold ain’t worth a dime

When they build a ship on waters that will take you back in time

When the stars have all been counted and I stop lovin' you

Honey they’ll be driving Buicks to the moon

Oh when the stars have all be counted

And I stop lovin' you

Honey they’ll be drivin' Buicks to the moon