Poca (feat. Mysterious Broadcast)
Elliot Pullen
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Hornets nesting in the holes in the yard Watch the neighbor's horses pour some food for the dog Down the driveway try not to fall into the stream Cross the river back through Wheeling again Down in Putnam county felt like living in a dream Aunties frying up some cakes in the pan Smoke is being twirled all around by the fan There's chatter from the living room, the family I got Climb up the mountain rifle on my back Sweat pouring from my skin giving myself a laugh And daddy's coming up with me to make sure I don't get shot Hear momma's stories, taken to work with her pops Coal Miners Daughter playing on the jukebox I know that life here is often in lament But I been longing for that simple existence Back when I was but a young boy no worry of subsistence But we ain't going back to Poca again Up in the big house there were holes in the floor All the termites in the boards ain't getting drunk anymore Not since they torn it down and sold off all the scraps This land is changing not the way that I'd hoped I'm reminded of the days when I would come to this home I'd play around with the bugs and dirt out in the back Catchin crawdads down in the creek Watch for the snakes that slither down by your feet There are many more now than there ever was before Found a pistol in the trunk by the couch .380 caliber nobody knows it was found It's time to head back out don't lock the door Hear momma's stories, taken to work with her pops Coal Miners Daughter playing on the jukebox I know that life here is often in lament But I been longing for that simple existence Back when I was but a young boy no worry of subsistence But we ain't going back to Poca again Mom and pops are sitting back on the porch Me and the cousins shoot some holes in the woods There's food frying out back on that rusty grill Running from the dogs that live down the street Carry a big stick and knife and boots on your feet Down here there ain't no use for a dollar bill Last time I was there was moving furniture out This trailer is empty and the day was a drought The sun beating down and burning us up red Sold the land off got a home in the south Down by the water nothing to worry about Reminding me this is all for the best Hear momma's stories, taken to work with her pops Coal Miners Daughter playing on the jukebox I know that life here is often in lament But I been longing for that simple existence Back when I was but a young boy no worry of subsistence But we ain't going back to Poca again Oh no lord we ain't going back to Poca again Oh no lord we ain't going back to Poca again Oh no lord we ain't going back to Poca again
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