Life Is Just A Tire Swing 가사

I remember the smell Of the creosote plant When we had to eat on Easter With my crazy old uncle and aunt The lived in a big house Antibellum style And the wind would blow across the old bayou When I was a tranquil little child Life was just a tire swing Jumbalaya is the only song I could sing Blackberry picking, eating fried chicken Never knew a thing about pain Life was just a tire swing In the early summer My folks packed me off to camp Me and my cousin Baxter And out pup tent with a lamp But in a few days Baxter went home And left me by myself But I knew that I'd stay It was better that way And I could get along without any help Life was just a tire swing Jumbalaya was the only song I could sing Chasing after sparrows with rubber tipped arrows Knowing I could never hurt a thing Life was just a tire swing And I've never been west of New Orleans or East of Pennsicola My only contact with the outside world was an RCA victrola Then Elvis would sing And then I'd dream About expensive cars Who would have figured That twenty years later I'd be rubbing shoulders with the stars Life is just a tire swing In the early morning On an Illinios road I fell asleep at the wheel but was quickly waken up By a Ma Bell telephone poll A bunch of Grantwood faces screaming, "Is he still alive?" But through the window I could see it hanging from the tree And I knew that I had survived Life is still a tire swing Jumbalaya is the best song I can sing Blackberry picking, eating fried chicken Though I finnally learned a lot about pain Life is just a tire swing