Bricks

Bag of bricks

On my back

Headed north when I was 17

A 302 and Fleetwood 8 track
Living fast and running lean

I met a girl up there

And she wouldn't leave
Said this was her home

So I settled down and I married east of

Everything I’d ever known

Where I'm standing now

Is a long way from then
Bricks can weigh you down

Or pave the road, my friend

I come from red

Dirt roads

Long days

And July heat


My dad would say

Nothing good comes fast

Do right

And talk is cheap

He told me some

This place will get
Down deep in your bones

So I packed my bag

And I left behind me
Everything I'd ever known

Well where I'm standing now

Is many years from then
Bricks can weigh you down

Or pave the road, my friend