Story Behind The Song
about going back to the farm, where no one is any more and reflecting back.
Song Description
i wrote the original form 3 years ago. then i hooked up with stephen amos on a major rewrite. here is the result.
| Song Length |
3:10 |
Genre |
Country - Traditional, Country - General |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Mood |
Serene |
| Subject |
You, Yours |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
THEY SAY YOU CAN'T GO HOME BUT I DID TODAY,
DOWN THAT RED DIRT ROAD WHERE I WAS BORN AND RAISED,
TIME HAS MADE SOME CHANGES HERE AND THERE,
THAT OLD RED BARN AIN'T FIT FOR SQUARE,
AND THE FRONT PORCH IS ALMOST GONE,
THE HOUSE IS BARELY HANGING ON,
CHORUS
BROKEN WINDOWS AND WEATHERED WOOD,
NOW THE WIND BLOWS THROUGH WHERE A HOMESTEAD STOOD,
FILLED WITH MEMORIES OF SHOULDS, OUGHTS AND COULDS,
BROKEN WINDOWS AND WEATHERED WOOD
AND I DON'T KNOW WHY I FELT THE NEED,
BECAUSE IT AIN'T LIKE I BEEN LOSING SLEEP,
BUT RIGHT OUT HERE IN FRONT OF ME,
ARE SHADOWS OF MY HISTORY,
THREE GENERATIONS WORKED THIS LAND,
THAT MARKED MY HEART MY HEAD AND MY HANDS,
CHORUS
US KIDS LEFT FOR THE CITY NEVER LOOKIN' BACK,
AND IT SEEMS SUCH A PITY HOW EASY WE LOST TRACK,
OF THE LIFE THAT MADE US WHO WE ARE,
THE BRUISES NICKS THE SCRAPES AND SCARS,
PICTURES OF THAT PRECIOUS TIME,
STORED UP IN WHAT'S BEEN LEFT BEHIND,
CHORUS
BROKEN WINDOWS AND WEATHERED WOOD
BROKEN WINDOWS AND WEATHERED WOOD
BROKEN WINDOWS AND WEATHERED WOOD