Melancholy Days from Family Album by Stephen Simmons

MELANCHOLY DAYS

The sun beat down on the road today
Looked like a puddle from a mile away
But it was just a mirage man
Just one of them things
An old man and his chevy on the side of the road
Smoke rolling out and his hood thrown up
But he wasn’t asking for help
So I never even slowed

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Mamma always told me “Son enjoy the good times”
& Daddy always told me how to “Roll with the bad times”
Years go by, still drivin’ this highway
Mamma liked to ride after church on Sundays
Daddy liked to cruise into town on Saturdays
But they never warned me ‘bout these melancholy days

Sycamore hanging out over the road
That thing’d fall over if it came a good storm
But I slipped under its shadow
And it gave me a second a shade
Kudzu growing up the side of the banks
Kills everything underneath it blankets
But Granddaddy said we planted it that way
So nature’s not to blame

Chorus

Limestone dust kicking up in the air
Makes a grey cloud gives my truck a trail
Some kid braves the dust from the edge of his yard
He squints but never looks away from a stranger’s car
Reminds me a someone that I once knew
A ten year old boy with nothing else to do
Man how things change
Exactly the same

Chorus

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