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