Song Description
Reflection of childhood friends and the different paths taken by each of them.
| Song Length |
2:47 |
Genre |
Country - General |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Cheerful, Sociable |
Subject |
Friendship, Friend |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
Barefoot and shirtless in the Louisiana heat We were having the time of our lives
No computer games, even played in the rain Rushing home before the street lights . . . Came on . . . Mmm hmm
Man what a mess we were
Dirt on our faces, clothes tattered and torn Guess that's what childhood's for
And man it sure felt right
Running with my friends
Through the stages of life
Some went to college, others took a job We were doing the best we could Some had babies, one went to war
So many changes in my neighborhood
Man what a mess we were
Midterm papers and diapers on the floor We were growing up for sure
Though most of us put up a fight
Trying to hold onto friends
Through these stages of life
Now 20 yrs have gone by
And nothing here looks the same They cut down the trees
No more honeysuckle leaves Kissed it all goodbye
Man what a mess life is
People scattered all over around this grid I tell old stories to my own kids
Most of them true, but some I adlib Remembering my friends . . .
Burning through these stages of life