Cheryl Wheeler
75 Septembers
In the year of the yellow cabShadow of the great world warThe third kid grandmom hadCame into this worldOn a rolling farm in MarylandWhen Wilson was the presidentAs summer blew her goodbye through the treesA child of changing timesGrowing up between the warsFords rolled off the linesAnd bars all closed their doorsand I imagine you back thenWith snap brim hat and farmer's tanWhere horses drew their wagons through the fieldsNow the fields are all four lanesand the moon's not just a nameAre you more amazed at how things changeOr how they stay the sameAnd do you sit here on this porch and wonderHow the time flies byOr does it seem to barely creep alongWith 75 Septembers come and goneWere the fields all gold and fawnLetras de cancionesWas the spring house dark and coolDid the rooster crow at dawnWhen they got you up for schoolAnd would you tell me once againThe tales of granddad's hired menAnd how they drove the old dirt road to townCause now the fields are all four lanesAnd the moon's not just a nameAre you more amazed at how things changeOr how they stay the sameAnd do you sit here on this porch and wonderHow the times flies byOr does it seem to barely creep alongWith 75 Septembers come and goneIn the year of the yellow cabShadow of the great world war
From Letras Mania