A collaboration with @cindyrella Reflective lyrics and a country piano.
© 2020 Cindy Prince
It'd been a long time since I was barefoot
My feet squishing in the red clay
But I've been longing to see Texas
And the creek and fields where I'd play
It's been a long time since I went fishin'
Those afternoons with my old man
Some days we didn't catch nothin'
I want that bit of heaven again
I'm takin' country steps to the past
Country steps of memories that last
My old man has gone on
But I'm takin' my son
Cause the years go by too fast
Crawdads in the creek
Old swimmin' holes
Afternoons with bare feet
Homemade cane poles
These past days have been so healing
So I'm lookin' at the old homested
I want my son to have freedom to run
I know there are great times ahead
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