This place you say you're looking for That's a place I used to know Don't know the number of the road But I can tell you how to go
Head on down 'till the pavement ends Used to go back there now and then I Used to know it like the back of my hand When I was just a boy
This place you say you're looking for It's a good ways off the track It'd take a quarter tank of Firechief Just getting there and back
And of course there wasn't no pavement then Once you got yourself around that bend There wasn't nothing but the whistling wind When I was just a boy
(chorus) And the light shines long ago On the cold December snow And the river runs on through the (golden) past I can see it in the bottom of the (whiskey) glass
Ain't seen you around here before You kin to someone I know What was your mama's name Before she moved away
Did she tell you about that place up there Did she show you how to curl that hair A grown man would have never dared When I was just a boy
(chorus)
Just like yesterday
This place you say you're looking for Might have washed out with the rain It might not be there anymore It might not be the same
But if you find it won't you let me know If I weren't so poorly I'd surely go Don't you know I used to love it so When I was just a boy.