Back in the wilder day,
Everything was okay,
We got a whole lot of lovin'
And a whole lot of something.
Family times were the best.
Nothing felt so real unless you passed the test.
Brothers, sisters, we were one.
Outside causing trouble was so much fun.
Sitting by the fire Outside, drinking down these beers.
We never had to worry because we were all here.
When somebody was scared,
Our arms around them because we cared.
I wish I could get back those good old days.
But to be honest, in this town nobody ever stays.
The ones who left made a good life for themselves.
The ones who stayed, are probably not in very good health.
Back in the saddle going south.
©terrylin53
T