Lyrics Making Music - ROCKY
Back
upon
an
old
dirt
road
Next
to
a
swamp
full
of
toads
Was
a
slanted
wood
shack
with
3 little
kids
and
a
mama
Papa
died
in
'63
Left
little
Jenny
and
me
To
plant
those
taters
and
pull
up
another
tomorrow
Rocky
mountain
music
Fills
my
memory-he-he-he
Rocky
mountain
music
Papa,
can
I
hear
you
playing
for
me?
Little
brother
was
never
quite
right
He
used
to
sit
on
the
floor
in
the
sunlight
Play
with
the
dust
that
danced
on
the
beams
in
the
window
And
sister
had
to
cook
and
clean
'Cause
mama,
she
got
sick
and
lean
Sometimes
I
think
she
just
died
away
missing
papa
Rocky
mountain
music
Fills
my
memory-he-he-he
Rocky
mountain
music
Mama,
can
I
hear
you
singing
to
me?
Well,
everything
has
changed
today
And
little
brother,
he
was
taken
away
And
sister,
she
married
a
soldier
and
lives
in
Toledo
And
me,
I'm
in
a
Nashville
bar
And
I've
never
been
so
far
From
that
old
gravel
road
and
the
rivers
that
run
through
my
memory
Rocky
mountain
music
Fills
my
memory-he-he-he
Rocky
mountain
music
Brother,
can
I
hear
you
calling
me?
Rocky
mountain
music
Fills
my
memory-he-he-he
Rocky
mountain
music
Papa,
can
I
hear
you
playing
for
me?
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