There's still marks on the pantry door of that little house
Where Mama used to measure us
I'm proud to say that's my home where I was raised
But that ain't where I grew up
See, I gained a little on Father Time
The summer my Granddaddy died
The first time I saw Mama cry
Man, that sure was tough
Felt like I put on a few years
Watching Daddy wipe her tears
In my little coat and tie standing in that cemetery mud
That's where I grew up
My senior year, a case of beer out on the river bank
measure
crossed
senior
things
watching
knees
which
pantry
gained
father
years
cemetery
little
learn
start
raised
center
still
river
upside
night
house
first
doorway
dozen
holding
where
twenty
getting
daddy
granddaddy
fight
marks
packed
close
truck
place
praying
rolled
proud
standing
beside
times
summer
stuff
tears
thing
tough
waking
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