What if my old golden retriever lived to be a hundred?
And my old bronco was still running like 1969
What if we all sat fireside, went on more boat rides
Wished on a few more stars at night, now wouldn't that be fine?

What if beer and fried chicken didn't make us fat and sicken?
And the Braves, well they never lost a game?
If every sunset job well done ended with a 12-ounce curl
All would be right with the world

If mosquitoes never bit, but the fish they always did
And every time I dropped the line, that bobber'd disappear?
And if people learned life lessons through Andy Griffith re-runs
And we only used real guns to hunt doves, duck and deer

What if cigarettes and whisky they didn't try to kill me
And outback I had money growin' on a tree
If every morning I woke up, right beside you girl
All would be right with the world

(All would be right, all would be right
All would be right with the world)

If everybody waved their white flag, and every soldier came back
We didn't have to pray for peace on earth
And if I could buy a ticket to see Hank, George and Merle
All would be right with the world

If every morning I woke up, right beside you girl
All would be right with the world
If every sunset job well done ended with a 12-ounce curl
All would be right with the world