I'd give anything to go back to days I was young
All the way back to old Pan bowl
I'd sit down on the lake bed stare at the sun
Then I'd walk out in the water, let it cleanse my soul
Spend my days up on Quicksie, and there I would play
Wild as a rattlesnake right from the start
I'd push August in, and swing all day
Well, she was the first girl ever broke my heart
Miss the days when this old life
Was free from all this pain and strife
And all the sorrow it has brung
I'd give anything to go
All the way back to Pan bowl
All the way back to days when I was young
Spend my summers hearing stories, about the one that got away
On the dock down at Watt's bar every fourth of July
Uncle Everett was the coolest, never had a word to say
When he died, s'the only time I ever seen Papaw cry
Every Sunday we'd go visit my great grandma Mary Ann
Lord, I cry just thinking 'bout how good she was to me
My great granddad Elijah was a coal mining man
Not a tooth in his head, but his eyes held the sea
Miss the days when this old life
Was free from all this pain and strife
And all the sorrow it has brung
I'd give anything to go
All the way back to Pan bowl
All the way back to days when I was young
I'd climb up on High Top, stare out as far as I could see
At the one and only home my heart has ever known
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