I've got a house down by the ocean; the rent is not too high,
And I love to watch the ships come in and hear the seagulls cry,
And lately I've been taking stock of all that I've been through,
Oh, tomorrow is my birthday,
Feels funny, but it's true: I'm turning thirty.

Now I've got a wife who really loves me; she makes my life so sweet,
And a little baby daughter who plays games around my feet,
And my world is very different from those lazy bachelor years,
But if I had the chance to go back, I'd rather stay right here,
Turning thirty, I'm turning thirty.

And I have friends that care about me; they're the best I've ever had,
And they always stood behind me whenever times got bad,
And I love to play my music, through the road can be a trial,
But every time I walk on stage it's worth each dusty mile,
Turning thirty.

Hey now.

Well, now thirty ain't like fifteen and it's not like twenty-five,
My back's a little stiff and there're some lines around my eyes,
But I've still got my energy, and I've got most of my hair,
And I'm not too old to rock 'n roll, and I'm not really scared of turning thirty.
Yeah, yeah.

Oh, the eighties look like tough times; the world is turning sour,
So I'll keep on serving Jesus and await the final hour,
And though I've often failed Him in these thirty rocky years, his mercy brought me this far, and his love has dried my tears,
I'm turning thirty, (I'll treasure these years)
I'm turning thirty, and that's alright, (I'll treasure these years)
I'm turning thirty, yeah, (I'll treasure these years)
I'm turning thirty, yeah.