WAY BACK IN MY MEMORY
THERE'S A SCENE
THAT I RECALL
OF A LITTLE RUN-DOWN
CABIN IN THE WOODS
WHERE MY DADDY
NEVER PROMISED
THAT OUR BLUE MOON
WOULD TURN GOLD
BUT HE
LAY 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 OLD OVERALLS
AND COTTON BALLS
ALL STRAPPED
ACROSS YOUR BACK
MAN IT'S HARD TO
MAKE-BELIEVE
AIN'T NOTHIN' WRONG
BUT MAMA
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 WANNA GO
NOW I KNOW
IT'S A LONG HARD ROAD
SOMETIMES I REMEMBER
WHEN I STAYED UP
LATE AT NIGHT
WHEN THE SUNUP CAME
WE GOT UP AND WENT
IN THE SHADOWS OF
A WORKIN' DAY
OUR MOONLIGHT
HOURS SPENT
SINGIN' SONGS
ALONG WITH
GRANDMA'S RADIO
NOW I'M BEATIN' DOWN
AN OLD BLACKTOP ROAD
A-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 LIGHTNIN' BUGS
GO DANCIN' IN THE RAIN
MAMA PLAYED
THE GUITAR THEN
AND DADDY MADE
THE SAW BLADE THIN
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