Somewhere Else

HE'S WALKING THRU TOWN ON THE SLEEPY SIDEWALKS

THE SMELL OF BREAKFAST FILLS THE AIR

THE CHURCH BELLS ARE RINGING SO CLEAR IN THE

DISTANCE

AND HE'S WISHING HE WAS SOMEWHERE ELSE

LIKE THOSE GREEN ROLLING HILLS IN SOUTHEAST KY

WHERE THE BLUEGRASS FILLS THE AIR

WHERE HIS DAD IS LAID BENEATH THE SHADE

AT HIS FAMILY'S OLD HOMEPLACE

ACROSS THE SWINGING BRIDGE WHERE THEY PLAYED AS

KIDS

AT THE OLD HOUSE ON TOP OF THE HILL

HE MOVED UP NORTH IN '57

HE NEEDED THE WORK SO HE LIVED OUT HIS DAYS

IN THE PAPER MILL ACROSS FROM THE BAR ROOM

WISHING HE WAS SOMEWHERE ELSE

 

LIKE THOSE GREEN ROLLING HILLS IN SOUTHEAST KY

WHERE THE BLUEGRASS FILLS THE AIR

WHERE HIS DAD IS LAID BENEATH THE SHADE

AT HIS FAMILY'S OLD HOMEPLACE

ACROSS THE SWINGING BRIDGE WHERE THEY PLAYED AS

KIDS

AT THE OLD HOUSE ON TOP OF THE HILL

NOW HE LIES IN BED FOR MOST OF THE DAY

HIS SONS ARE AROUND HIM, HIS WIFE'S PASSED AWAY

HIS STRENGTH IS ALL GONE BUT HIS MIND STILL WANDERS

AND HE'S WISHING HE WAS SOMEWHERE ELSE

LIKE THOSE GREEN ROLLING HILLS IN SOUTHEAST KY

WHERE THE BLUEGRASS FILLS THE AIR

WHERE HIS DADDY'S LAID BENEATH THE SHADE

AT HIS FAMILY'S OLD HOMEPLACE

ACROSS THE SWINGING BRIDGE WHERE THEY PLAYED AS

KIDS

AT THE OLD HOUSE ON TOP OF THE HILL