Travelling This Well Tread Road

traveling back down this well tread road

from whence i long ago came

many a memory now flooded

my mind and heart the same

the path a little more worn

and the trees a tad bit taller

but all in all not much had changed

down there in boones creek holler

the mill was still puttin’ out

and mr. marshocks still served ‘em cold

’bout the only thing changed at all was me

the town of my youth now saw me growing old

time hadn’t reached boones creek yet

maybe i brought it with me today somehow

something inside hoped i hadn’t

the town that time had forgotten…’til now


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