(This Song Has A Slide Show 40 Pictures From My Youth)
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Take Me To My Youth Again

 

Cottonwood leaves blowin’ in the wind
Oh how I wish I could go back again

To a simpler time when life was a dream

And the world was a toy, never a scream

 

Except a cat in the yard and a barking dog

And across the road, the squeal of a hog

Then the quack of a duck and the squawk of a hen

Oh how I wish I could go back again

 

To my youth, take me to my youth again
No deadlines, no headlines to make me cry in pain

Take me to my boyhood, where the girls were fair

Cute little dimples, turned up smiles and curly hair

Take me to my youth, Take me to my youth again

Take me to my youth, Take me to my youth again

 

There was grass in the ditch below a long rope swing

And Randy played guitar while we all would sing

The Hargrave’s were there and so were the High’s

And the Boling’s and the Broughton’s they moved nearby

 

We played in the fields and swam in the pit

And we caused a bunch of mischief I must admit

It was all a bunch of harmless country fun

Oh how the memories make me want to run

 

To my youth, take me to my youth again
No deadlines, no headlines to make me cry in pain

Take me to my boyhood, where the girls were fair

Cute little dimples, turned up smiles and curly hair

Take me to my youth, Take me to my youth again

Take me to my youth, Take me to my youth again

 

Now Randy’s passed on and his sister as well

And to John High we’ve also had to bid farewell

Yet their memory lives on in the flowers and trees

That still line the ditches and blow in the breeze

 

Of a town East of Phoenix, Lehi’s the name

No place on the Earth could ever be the same

For this was Heaven on Earth, I’m sure you have one too

Close your eyes for a while and let your mind fly through

 

To your youth, visit your youth again
No deadlines, no headlines to make you cry in pain

Go to your childhood, where your friends were fair

Cute little dimples, turned up smiles and curly hair

Take me to my youth, Take me to my youth again

Take me to my youth, Take me to my youth again

 

Copyright © 2003 Brett Martin Smith
Barely Able But Plenty Willing Music

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