Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eleven Hundred Springs
Performer
Matt Hillyer
Electric Guitar
Steven Berg
Bass Guitar
Christian Dorn
Drums
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steven Berg
Producer
Christian Dorn
Mixing Engineer
Letra
If these old bones could talk theyʹd say we came Waco Texas.
It was a different time different kind of game.
Cadillac green marblette that age had slightly yellowed,
And the boxes torn and tattered but the memories still remain.
Hickory smoke above and an old dog on the floor.
A piece of chalk on a black slate table top for keeping score.
Old friends and stories of the places and the ones they love.
Oh the secrets they'd unlock if these old bones could talk.
First time these bones left their box a young boy built a castle.
Set em up and knocked em down just to watch the kingdom fall.
The first time that the boy left home he took those same bones with him,
When he went to fight for freedom on the day his country called.
Halfway round the world with dominos stowed in his gear.
He knew a game of 42 with friends could wash away the fear,
And bring back old friends and stories of the places and the ones they love.
Oh the secrets theyʹd unlock if these old bones could talk.
Next to a picture full of uniforms in the center of a mantle,
A young boy asked his father, daddy what's inside this box.
He said now these are dominos my son and its time for you to have them.
Feel free to build a castle with your brand new building blocks.
There may not be instructions that can tell you how to play,
But if these old bones could talk I can tell you what they’d say,
About old friends and stories of the places and the ones they love
Oh the secrets they'd unlock if these old bones could talk.
Theyʹd talk about old friends and stories of the places and the ones they love.
Oh the secrets theyʹd unlock if these old bones could talk.
If these old bones could talk they'd say we came Waco Texas
And though the players may be different the game remains the same
Written by: Matt Hillyer