Walking down dusty roads
Looking for horny toads
With the sun on my back
Thinking about people past
Memories that never last
When you're young and naive
Time ain't nothing
When you're young at heart
And your soul still burns
I've seen rainy days
Sunshine that never fades
All through the night
Had a motorcycle at 10
Never got into heroin
I guess I want to live
Maybe get a house someday
Find a wife raise a family
That don't mean you have to die
Time ain't nothing
When you're young at heart
And your soul still burns
I've seen rainy days
Sunshine that never fades
All through the night
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Really??!! and I used to work there :) wonder what the new owner will pay!
ReplyDeleteI like your poem. When I think about dirt roads, I think about time riding on cattle, going fishing with my dad in a dam, or taken time trying out a cut-across just to see where it goes. Dirt roads and time go hand in hand!
ReplyDeleteMiss Shelby
Miss Shelby,
ReplyDeleteI did not write the lyrics. They are from a country band out of LA called Green On Red. This is an old tune from their first record which I believe I purchased around 1984. It was on green vinyl and was a collectors item. Alas, I do not know what became of it. I believe I left it on the turntable which soaked up some sun through the window and warped it beyond recovery. Not really sure though since I don't own any vinyl records today. Such is the passing of time ...
Teever