Heading West

When I was a little boy

Pulled my wagon all through the town

Went fishin' at the mill

Got home before the streetlights came on

Out behind my house

I used to go back to the railroad track

Put my ear down on the rail

Listen for the train to come back

I was almost in my teens

Mom and Daddy went their separate ways

My brother stayed when we left that day

Heading west to find the good old days

Good old days, good old days

Headin' West to find the good old days

Riding with mommy in her little car

Sometimes it feels alright

Livin' in a western town

Mommy got me my first guitar

Good old days, good old days

Headin' West to find the good old days

Mommy got me my first guitar