words and music: Steven Rhodes



There was always that old man when a little boy

You don't go near his house or even close

And you passed his house you went across to the other side

He would sit on his porch and inside himself cry

Then 15 years later you found out that he died

Then you went back home, and you crossed on his side



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And oh darlin memory is a strange thing

It's like a distant passed world that we'll never remember but we'll

never forget

And oh darlin memory is a strange thing

No matter how much we want to erase, to it we'll always cling



Do you remember your first love?

I do?at the time I thought she was perfect but oh man how I was wrong

If I could just know then, what I do know now

I would turn in all my jersies and I would gracefully back out



There are lots of little things that we don't forget and we don't know

why but we don't regret all the little mischevious things that we've

done because aside from them life'd be no fun



Now as a little boy, everything made me happy

It could just be as simple as playin in a ditch or one of mom's homemade

sandwiches

I could dress up as some superhero, or some legendary figure to take my

mind off things at hand?but now I can't

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