You know it takes me back,
takes me back.
Takes me back, yeah, takes me back
When I was a young boy
I had an old swim bike
All the hills and the trails
All of them I'd
Sit out on the hillside
Watch the storms roll in
Couldn't tell where they'd end
Only where they would begin
Take me back
Take me back, take me back
Ooh, take me back,
take me back
Take me back, take me back,
take me back, oh, take me back
Back when momma's in the kitchen,
kids are in the yard,
Daddy's on the porch
playing the guitar.
Momma's in the kitchen,
kids are in the yard,
Daddy's on the porch
playing the guitar.
Momma's in the kitchen,
kids are in the yard,
Daddy's on the porch playing
the guitar.
Momma's in the kitchen,
kids are in the yard,
Daddy's on the porch
playing the guitar.
Daddy's on the porch playing
the guitar.
Daddy's on the porch playing the guitar.
Now all of them hills and trails,
they're all overgrown
Oh, yeah, on that hillside,
it's now strung with holes
Just hope, little baby child,
that I can get it back
And give you some hopes and dreams
Give you a railroad track
You're too big to carry
Now that you've grown,
but I'll walk beside you,
you'll walk alone, you'll walk alone child,
you'll walk alone,
you'll walk alone.
All right, thank y 'all very much.