Lyrics Aaron Watson

Aaron Watson

Old Man Walker's Property

Growing up in a little town where there's not a lot to do

No matter where you go troubles bound to run into you

There was only one water hole this side of the county line

The boys and me would hang our clothes on the no trespassing sign

We'd go swimming swinging from the tire in the tree

And we'd go fishing but we never caught anything

There was a chance we might get caught but we always got off scot-free

Trespassing on old man walker's property

Well the older the old man got the meaner he seemed to be

I could tell when our eyes met he didn't care to much for me

I remember on friday nights me and my girl would wait up late

When he'd turn off his front porch light we'd hop on over the gate

We'd go kissing underneath the cottonwood trees

And we'd go wishing on every star that we could see

There was a chance we might get caught but we always got off scot-free

Trespassing on old man walker's property

Not long ago I went back home for the labor day weekend

As I walked out of the store old man walker came walking in

He said I used to watch you one by one sneak under my gate

But I'd let ya'll play till your momma's said it was getting late

I'd come out a hollerin' and you boys would scatter and run

If you'd of known I was a teddy bear you wouldn't of had half the fun

I said you ol' son of a gun for all these years I thought you hated me

He said boy if that was true would I have hung a tire swing in the tree

Hearing y'all laughing it really put a smile on my face

Seeing y'all splashing really brightened up this place

There was a chance you might get caught but you always got off scot-free

Trespassing on old man walker's propertypacked my bags and said my good-byes early that sunday evening

I drove down the old man's dirt road just as I was leaving

Out there in that water hole were little boys like I used to be

Trespassing on old man walker's property

Trespassing on old man walker's property