Memories of Home

As fall returns, the presence of home

is real to me, and where i belong

Fields of green, weeds of gold

Peace of mind, on a dead end road

So many days, so many years,

preserve and crystallize my thoughts

And all the times that i spent here

From the hottest days to the coldest nights

always by me side

Trails of the path, were gone at last

Broke the mold, and took it all back

Presume the thoughts and the memories we share

Back wood blues, will always be there

So many days, so many years,

preserve and crystallize my thoughts

And all the times that i spent here

From the hottest days to the coldest nights

always by me side

Scent of pine, seasoned wood

Chimney soot on the back of my nose

To all my kin, it's their stomping ground

As long as i live, i'll remember my town

So many days, so many years