Lyrics:
work?
It's defective!
It's a crock and then you die
What about your childhood?
It's defective!
It's dead and buried in the past
What about your
always in the rain
The street lights print my silhouette
upon the pavement dark and wet
I find my childhood in the ghoarts
of the old neighborhood
on the back porch
There was nobody home
I was stunned and amazed
My childhood memories
Slowly swirled past
Like the wind through the trees
A, o, oh
how warm and tender we were way back then
Whoa whoa yeah yeah
Oh the feeling, sad regrets I know I won't ever forget you
My childhood friend
My
I grew up a-dreamin' of bein' a cowboy
Lovin' the cowboy ways
Pursuin' the life of my high ridin' heroes
I burned up my childhood days
I
where my grandma's cow used to graze
Now the grass don't grow and the river don't flow like it did in the childhood days
Don't it make you wanna go home
Me and my childhood sweetheart
Have come to the parting of the ways
He still treats me like he did In our baby days.
I'm a little bit older
Oh baby, pretty baby
Oh honey, you let me down honey
I ain't playin' childhood games no more
I said it's time for me
To even the score
So stake
Born in the window
Cold blooded spoof
Raised in the prison
You called the school
Taught young in legends
Told what to do
I handed my childhood
My childhood slips a hundred miles behind
Leave the bus in Houston
Walk around the town
But all the strange, unfriendly faces
Seem to get me down
father, loving mother,
Glide across the lonely years.
And old homes scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appears.
Precious memories, how they linger
for their geranium kiss,
And you wouldn't know it would happen like this,
But who among them really wants just to kiss you?
With your childhood flames
From the days of childhood,
All the willow winding paths
Leading up and outward.
This is what I give
This is what I ask you for;
Nothing more
they knocked down the palais
Part of my childhood died, just died
Now I'm grown up and playing in a band
And there's a car park where the palais
By and by, Lord, by and by
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
We sang the songs of childhood
Hymns of faith that made
across the lonely years
And old home scenes of my childhood
In fond memory appear
In the stillness of the midnight
Echoes from the past I hear
and honey bees feed on Mama's roses
My mem'ries just grow sweeter with the years
Mem'ries of my childhood are as sweet as mountain honey
And as fresh
I'm burning in the shadows and freezing in the sun
There are people with you living in your houses
People from your childhood who remember how you
Images of long ago, memories that you hardly know
A minor childhood incident
Triggering something deep below
Spiders' webs and black cats
Cockroaches
Me and my childhood sweetheart
Have come to the parting of the ways
He still treats me like he did In our baby days.
I'm a little bit older
Lordy, Lordy, how I
Love her, when the birds are singing in the wildwood My happy
Childhood comes back once more my heart is sore, that's why I'm
Going
where I'm from
Childhood comes for me at night
Voices of my friends
Your face bathing me in light
Hope that never ends
Pages turning
Pages torn
Once a peaceful man laid his old head down by a river,
Thought about his childhood life, his father and forgiver,
Couldn't hide away, hide away
erase
As friends together watch their childhood fly
Making friends for the world to see
Let the people know you got what you need
With a friend
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