Way back in my memory
There's a scene that i recall
Of a little run-down cabin in the woods
Where my dad never promised
That our blue moon would turn gold
But he laid awake nights wishin'
That it would
When the world was on our radio
Hard work was on our minds
We lived our day-to-day
In plain dirt fashion
With ol' overalls and cotton balls
All strapped across your back
Man it's hard to make believe
There ain't nothing wrong
But momma kept the bible read
And daddy kept our family fed
And somewhere in between
I must have grown
Cause someday i was dreamin'
That a song that i was singin'
Takes me down the road
To where i want to go
Now i know it's a long hard road
Sometimes i remember
When i stay up late at night
When the sun-up came
We got up and went
In the shadows of a working' day
Our moonlight hours spent
Singin' songs along with gramma's radio
Now i'm beatin' down a ol' blacktop road
Sleepin' in a sack
Livin' in my memories all in vain
'Cause those city lights
Ain't all that bright
Compared to what it's like
To see lightning bugs
Go dancin' in the rain
Momma played the guitar then
And daddy made the saw blade bend
And raindrops played
The tin roof like a drum
But i just kept on dreamin'
That a song that i was singin'
Takes me down the road
To where my name is known
Now i'm gone
And it's a long hard road
Yes i know it's a long hard road
