Memories of East Texas - текст песни
Memories of East Texas
Memories of East Texas and those pine-green rolling hills Covered in the springtime with golden daffodils Rowing on Sandy lake come April, harvesting hay in June Sitting by the road watching wellfires burn by an old October moon I learn to drive on those East Texas red clay backroads And I mean to tell you my friend they weren't no easy roads You had to watch out for all the curves down by Kelsey Creek And detour through the Lindsay's pasture when the waters ran too deep
Memories of East Texas and of Gilmer, county seat of Upshur Looking back and asking myself ``What the hell did you let them break your spirit for?'' Their lives ran in circles so small, they thought they'd seen it all And they couldn't make a place for a girl who'd seen the ocean I learn to drive on those East Texas red clay backroads And I mean to tell you my friend they weren't no easy roads You had to watch out for all the curves down by Kelsey Creek And detour through the Lindsay's pasture when the waters ran too deep
But those memories of East Texas and those pine-green rolling hills Covered in the springtime with wild daffodils Sitting in those Piney woods, playing my guitar Thinking back on the roads I'd come, thinking I had not come that far I learn to drive on those East Texas red clay backroads And I mean to tell you my friend they weren't no easy roads You had to watch out for all the curves down by Kelsey Creek
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