Текст: Brad Paisley. 5th Gear. It Did.

A single red rose and a table for two
A nice chardonay and an ocean view
Ships comin' in and stars comin' out
We sat and we talked 'til the place closed down

Then we took a long walk down on the beach
Her in that white dress and her bare feet
We stopped and we watched the lighthouse light
I pulled her close and I held on tight

And I said to myself
It doesn't get better than this
No, it doesn't get better than this
And it did, it did, woah, it did

I fast forward to that next spring
When we we're looking for a preacher, pickin' out rings
Family comin' in and friends comin' out
To that little white church on the outskirts of town

Me in that tux fightin' butterflies
Tears of joy in the mama's eyes
Her daddy walkin' her down the aisle
He lifted that veil and I saw that smile

And I said to myself
It doesn't get better than this
No, it doesn't get better than this
But it did, it did, oh, it did

Just when I start thinkin'
It's as good as it can get
This crazy life does somethin'
Just to let me know I haven't seen anythin' yet

Nine months later nearly to the date
There we were flyin' down the interstate
Car weavin' in and car weavin' out
Through traffic runnin' every red light in town

Delivery room and the doctor comes in
I'm right beside her, she's squeezin' my hand
One more push and a baby cries
Sweet little angel with his mama's eyes

And I said to myself
It doesn't get better than this
No, it doesn't get better than this
But it did, it did, oh, it did, yes, it did