Sturgill Simpson

Pan Bowl
I'd give anything to go backDays I was young.All the way back to Pan BowlI sit down on the lakebedStare at the sun.Then I'd walk out in the waterLet it cleanse my soul.Spend my days up on quicksandThere I would play.Wild as a rattlesnakeRight from the start.I'd push off the August inSwing all day.Well she was the first girl that ever broke my heart.Miss the days when this old lifeFree from all the pain and strife.And all the sorrow it has brung.I'd give anything to goAll the way back to Pan Bowl.All the way back to days when I was young.Spend my summers hearing storiesBout the one that got away.On a dock down at Watt's barEvery 4th of July.SongtexteUncle Everett was the coolest.Never had a word to say.When he died was the only timeI ever seen papaw cry.Every Sunday we'd go visitMy great-grandma Mary Ann.Lord I cry just thinkingAbout how good she was to me.My great-grandad EliWas a coal-mining man.Not a tooth in his headBut his eyes held the sea.Miss the days when this old lifeWas free from my old pain and strife.And all the sorrow it has brung.I'd give anything to goAll the way back to Pan Bowl.All the way back to days when I was young.I'd climb up on high-topsStare as far as I could see.At the one and only homeMy heart has ever known. Aus Songtexte Mania