[ country ] Click Here for Free Song Download ‘Bout the same time each year at the rise of summer’s sun We’d head home to the family farm for some family vacation fun Back to where my dad was raised in Walker County, proud and true Me an’ my mom, my dad, little brother an’ sister too Me an’ my dad, we’d go fishin’, talk all about my ambition Lately I’ve been wishin’ for all those best times we once had Down home on the family farm, me an’ my dad Now I’ve long since have grown, my dad lives in a home Gran'dad’s long since passed on an' the family farm’s long gone We work hard but can’t make ends meet an’ afford vacation, too Me an’ my son, his mom, little brother an’ sister Sue He an’ his dad would like to go fishin’, talk all about his ambition Yeah, we’ve both long been missin’ all those best times we never had Down home on the family farm, he an’ his dad Now this hope remains in me, away from home, workin’ day an’ night That the circle will remain unbroken underneath these harsh city lights And someday we’ll all go fishin’, laugh all about our ambition Never again to be missin’ all those best times we wish we had Gran'dad, my son, his mom, little brother an’ sister Sue My mom, brother, sister, too and me an’ my dad * * For Thomas Johnson, Sr..."down home on the family farm"; Walker County, Alabama.
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