Joshua

Joshua was an old man
His beard like mountain snow
And when I was a boy wed have jam sessions
Id sneak off to old sharptop
With my guitar I would go
When I should have been at school
Learnin my lesson
And Id sip a little moonshine
And Id smoke a corncob pipe
And wed pick all day until our fingers bled
And right around supper time
Id run home in the night
Just in time to get a whippin from my dad
Oh way back when
He was 65 and I was 10
And I will never be as free again
Oh way back when
The summer flew by quickly
And josh and I spent out time
Writing words to songs from memories of his past
Hed tell me bout the way it was
And Id find the perfect rhyme
And I couldnt believe how we wrote our songs so fast
I never knew an old man
Could be so full of life
The love we had was so hard to explain
And I remember how the tears fell when he spoke of his late wife
And Id give him my 6-string to ease his pain
Oh way back when
He was 65 and I was 10
And I will never be as free again
Oh way back when
And then in late november
I knocked on his cabin dor
I knocked and knocked but joshua never came
And I still remember
How he layed there on the floor
And I went home cryin in the rain
Oh way back when
He was 65 and I was 10
And I will never be as free again
Oh way back when
Oh way back when
Oh way back when