Southern Fried Tide song about chilhood memories. Everyone has some. BIAB was the core here, added some instruments , maybe too many, to fill it out. ENjoy CLiff & Corey
Back to the original for now, will remix later. Cliff

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Here you go Deej Lyrics by request

When I was a little boy, I played with many toys
but I always wound up laying them aside
I'd stroll through the woods alone, kicking leaves and old pine cones
till at last my feet unveiled that treasured prize.

Was a stick about 3 foot long, fairly straight and mighty strong
a knot or two was no concern to me
I'd sight it down the bore, level the bark till my thumbs got sore
and whisk it over my head with dignity

many a brave charge I led, with that stick over my head
rallying soldiers that no one else could see
Fought the civil war, both sides, how that stick would change the tide
and like Moses I set the people free

I'm no longer a little boy and the world took back it's toys
life has it's ways of breaking people down
I need to go to the woods again, kick some leaves with my feet and then
get on my knees and search familiar ground

For a stick about 3 foot long, fairly straight and mighty strong
a knot or two is no concern to me
I'll sight it down the bore, level the bark like I did before
and whisk it over my head with dignity

Many a brave charge I led, with that stick over my head.
Rallying soldiers that no one else could see
Fought the civil war both sides, how that stick would change the tide.
and like Moses I'll set the people free

Cliff

Last edited by Andrew - PG Music; 08/28/20 01:16 PM.