Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pan Bowl, artist - Sturgill Simpson. Album song Metamodern Sounds in Country Music, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 08.05.2014
Record label: High Top Mountain, Loose
Song language: English
Pan Bowl |
I’d give anything to go back |
Days I was young |
All the way back to Pan Bowl |
I sit down on the lakebed |
Stare at the sun |
Then I’d walk out in the water |
Let it cleanse my soul |
Spend my days up on Quicksand |
There I would play |
Wild as a rattlesnake |
Right from the start |
I’d push August in |
Swing all day |
Well she was the first girl that ever broke my heart |
Miss the days when this old life |
Free from all the pain and strife |
And all the sorrow it has brung |
I’d give anything to go |
All the way back to Panbowl |
All the way back to days when I was young |
Spend my summers hearing stories |
Bout the one that got away |
On a dock down at Watt’s Bar |
Every 4th of July |
Uncle Everett was the coolest |
Never had a word to say |
When he died was the only time |
I ever seen papaw cry |
Every Sunday we’d go visit |
My great-grandma Mary Ann |
Lord I cry just thinking |
About how good she was to me |
My great-grandad Eli |
Was a coal-mining man |
Not a tooth in his head |
But his eyes held the sea |
I’d climb up on high-tops |
Stare as far as I could see |
At the one and only home |
My heart has ever known |