Remembering days in Oklahoma at 14 years old
His American girl with eyes so bold, and train rides out to Toronto
Theres nothing like living in an old train car
Or running red lights in the boss's car
There's no
Cathedral for them but rockies
They'd plant another tree
Drink some more whiskey
Talk about old McEwans book
Who's a patron saint and whose a crook
I know he'd wait for us
Near John Ware's place
Or
Clear that path he'd said he would
For us to find our way
But
I'll remember you, in cowboy boots
And pocket Copenhagen marks
Remembering days of Farming with you at 14 years old
You never got mad no matter how much I f*cked up
There's always a story to be told
There's nothing like ripping out doors on hay stacks
Or learning bout all those cowboy life hacks
There's no cathedral for me, but you
Theyd plant another tree
Drink some more whiskey
Talk about old McEwans book
Who's a patron saint and whose a crook
I know he'd wait for us
Near John Ware's place
Or
Clear that path he'd said he would
For us to find our way
But
I'll remember you, in cowboy boots
And pocket Copenhagen marks