Lyrics Walking Down To Casey's - Greg Brown

Walking Down To Casey's

Walkin' down to Casey’s
Walkin' down to Casey’s
We are walkin' down to Casey’s
To get a Diet Coke for Mom
To get a Diet Coke for Mom
I bet Larry will be there
He be doin' wheelies on his new bike
We are walkin' down to Casey’s
Me and my brother and Champ
(whistle) Come on boy
Me and my brother and Champ
Champ, you know, he’s a good dog
He beat up Larry’s doberman
Chased it all the way back home
That’ll show you Larry
That’ll show you
Summer’s almost over
Boy I hate to see it
When the days get shorter
Maybe we’ll run away
Me and my brother gonna run away
My brother said let’s go to China
I said No we’d have to work real hard there
I learned all about it last year
You learn all about it next year
Sometimes I feel somethin'
Real big inside me and I think that I’ll start cryin'
Oh but I usually start laughin'
My brother says I’m crazy
Ah but he don’t know nuthin'
He’s only in the third grade
So I guess that he’s alright
He’s alright
Walkin' down to Casey’s
Boy it’s gettin' dark out
It ain’t even late yet
Mom said not to go far
Over in Creston
They got a Seven Eleven
They got the movies too
Every Thursday, Friday and Saturday
Every Thursday, Friday
Our dad said we go there
Before school started
Well he, he better hurry up and come home
That’s all I got to say
That’s all I got to say
Walkin' down to Casey’s
To get a Diet Coke for Mom
If there’s change left over
We could split some cheese balls
You still got that nickel I give ya
Well look in yer other pocket man
You gotta
You gotta have that nickel
You don’t have the nickel
We can’t get no cheese balls
Look in yer cuff