This Boy
by:
Cya
Turn left at the old hote
I know this boulevard much too well it hasn't changed since I been gone
Oh this used to be my way home
They paved the road thru the neighborhood
I guess the county finally fixed good it was gettin' rough
Someone finally complained enough
Fight the tears back with a smile
Stop and look for a little while oh it's plain to see
The only thing missing is me
That's my house and that's my car
That's my dog in my back yard
There's the window to the room
Where she lays her pretty head
I planted that tree out by the fence
Not long after we moved in
That's my kids and that's my wife
Who's that man, runnin' my life
If I pulled in would it cause a scene
There not really expectin me those kid's have been thru hell
I hear they've adjusted well
Turn around in the neigbors drive
I'd be hard to recognise in this pick-up truck
It's just an old fixer up
Drive away one more time
Lot of things runnin' thru my mind I guess the less things change
The more they never seem the same
That's my house and that's my car
That's my dog in my back yard
There's the window to the room
Where she lays her pretty head
I planted that tree out by the fence
Not long after we moved in
That's my kids and that's my wife
Who's that man, runnin' my life
That's my house and that's my car
That's my dog in my back yard
There's the window to the room
Where she lays her pretty head
I planted that tree out by the fence
Not long after we moved in
That's my kids and that's my wife
The Indiana Times
21 Mar 2025
The Indiana Times
21 Mar 2025