That Kid

(альбом: Southern Soul - 2013)

Well I bet there's a warm breeze, blowing cross my poppa's farm
I bet there's a cur dog and some kids playing in the yard
And I bet there's an old friend sitting in that front porch swing
And as the wind blows across the evening, she whispers a prayer for me

Too long since I've been back home
Play another show, write another song, that's all I do these days
Look at me Lord, I can't complain
I said one prayer, you answered everything
Oh, yes, you did
But that little boy in bare feet down on Cypress Creek
Walking behind Daddy Pete, I miss that kid

I bet there's a broken heart driving by your house today
Son you was his best friend, until you took it all away
Since you've been gone, he don't quite know what to do
Cause all his life, thirty some odd years, he never met no one like you

But that ol boy up on Moss Pond. Used to let me smoke one, Brother John
Lord, I miss that kid

Now I got a boy that looks just like me
Sure wish he was here beside me
Cause Lord I miss that kid