Lyrics:
I never thought of me growing up
Got my directions but the road was rough
It's only the dream of a teenage queen
But somehow I made it through
Season cycle moving round and round
Pushing life up from a cold dead ground
It's growing green
It's growing green, well
Darling don't you
she wouldn't care
We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives, ride round pickin' up clues
We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, 'raise em on rhythm
gone
When the factory burned down I moved up to the city
The school we all went to is a memory that got bulldozed
And the good times froze when that
Innocent angel watching over me
Covering up in a crown of thorns so I could not see
Guilty by birth, a choice that wasn't mine
Seeding me deep
Mae, yeah, to cook up some barbecue
And you know thats good
The cotton was high and the corn was growing fine, yes it was
But that was another place
I drove all the way from Storyville on a midnight Memphis run
From Bourbon Street to Beale Street straight up Highway 61
I was tuned in on radio
Bill Thaxton was an ex-ranger
One of the bravest by far
It's said that old Bill was the fastest man ever
To pin on a ranger's star
Stories about him
Sitting down on a country fence post
Sitting down watchin’ trucks roll by
Sitting down under the light of day now
You know that I won’t tell you no
you
Ready (ready)
I just wanna show you now
Slow it down
Go around
You rock hard
I rock steady
And rock right up to the side of my mountain
grown up now and upgraded
And graduated to better drugs and updated
But I still got a lotta growing up to do
I still got a whole lotta throwing up
grown up now and upgraded
And graduated to better drugs and updated
But I still got a lotta growing up to do
I still got a whole lotta throwing up
Mojique sees his village from a nearby hill
Mojique thinks of days before Americans came
He sees the foreigners in growing numbers
He sees
to Crackerbox Palace
We've been expecting you
You bring such joy in Crackerbox Palace
No matter where you roam know our love is true
While growing up
Slowly
Growing up through spines
That cut your skin
Where sweet and bitter ripes
At this season
Where purple blood fills
The meadow
Slow
Slowly
Rock
slave
The fastest growing guru in the market place of happiness
We can all be saved
"Buddy I blew you up, gave you a band aid"
Do you really need
Serrate
Those cast aside
Walk strung up by lines
You're jaded eyes
Light fires in mine
I know it's over 'cause
We're growing colder
What you feel inside
is lifting up his people
He calls the wind to guide him on his mission
He knows his friend, the wind is always standing by
Mojique smells the wind
Trampled on every day
Lift up your eyes to see the Gardener
Who knows all of your pain
God, He sees it all He sees the gardens, He's growing gardens
Faithful
Anyone can fall in love
That's the easy part you must keep it going
Anyone can fall in love
Over the years it has to keep growing
Sun
to find out how a kid like me becomes a man
‘Cause I guess I'm just scared I'm the only one here
Growing old, growing old but not quite growing up
Maybe,
ours,
As we reached for the stars,
But time passes by,
And we can't help but realize.
Growing up, oh growing up,
We're holding on to memories,
But deep
Laying in the long grass
Beside your home
Watch the day pass
Your private sky
A gull flies by
And cuts up the air into pulses
Synchronized
Oh country down
Where I found my proving ground
All along the floodline
Wheels are turning around
The hills roll out like centuries
Pass by
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