Verse 1

A hundred years from now, my darlin’,

None of this will stay—

The sweet and bitter days we’ve had

Will all get washed away.

Those summer nights, that old backyard,

The roses on the wall—

They’ll all be dust and memories,

And we won’t care at all.

Chorus

So pour a little whiskey, babe,

And hold me while you can.

Time runs like a wild river

You can’t outrun or dam.

Tomorrow’s just a maybe,

But we’ve got right here, right now—

And none of this will matter

A hundred years from now.

Verse 2

A hundred years from now, my darlin’,

The hurt will all be gone—

The dreams we chased, the mistakes made,

Won’t matter later on.

So kiss me in this moment

While the rain comes falling down—

Let’s make a little something

Time can’t push into the ground.

Final Chorus

So pour a little whiskey, babe,

And hold me while you can.

Time runs like a wild river

You can’t outrun or dam.

Tomorrow’s just a maybe,

But we’ve got right here, right now—

And none of this will matter

A hundred years from now.