Scott Whitby, 2021
First memories
Rocked in a chair
Still got that old rocker
Nobody cares
Hot road under bare feet
Don't step in the tar
No lines on the road
Had to walk so far
3 wheel mower
For a 2 acre yard
No need to complain
Everyone worked hard
Hoe the garden after supper
Shell peas til bedtime
When we slept hungry
It wasn't a crime
Church on Sunday
Didn't know what to believe
The news or the Catholics
Except from Hell.... no reprieve
Cotton fields, rows a mile long
Clean the weeds from between
Leave the cotton behind
To me it was all green
This is a song from back then
You might think back and grin
And act like it was good
When you made all your friends
This is a song from back then
You might think back and grin
You can act like you would
You couldn't do it again
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