Memories of East Texas and those pine-green rolling hills

Covered in the springtime with golden daffodils

Rowing on Sandy Lake come April harvesting hay in June

Sitting by the road watching well-fires burn

By an old October moon.

I learned to drive on those East Texas red clay backroads

And I mean to tell you my friends they weren't no easy roads

You had to watch out for all the curves down by Kelsey Creek

And detour thru the Lindsay's Pasture

When the waters ran too deep.

Memories of East Texas and Gilmer County Seat of Upshur

Looking back and asking myself,

"What the hell'd ya let 'em break your spirit for?"

Their lives ran in circles so small they thought they'd seen it all so

They couldn't make a place for a girl who'd seen the ocean.

But those memories of East Texas and those pine green rolling hills

Covered in the springtime with wild daffodils

Sitting in those Piney Woods playing my guitar

Thinking back on the roads I com thinking I had not come that far ...