Memories of East Texas

G C D Memories of East Texas and those pine-green rolling hills G C D Covered in the springtime with golden daffodils C D G Bm Em Rowing on Sandy lake come April, harvesting hay in June C D7 Sitting by the road watching wellfires burn by an old October moon C D G I learned to drive on those East Texas red clay backroads C D G And I mean to tell you my friend they weren't no easy roads C D G Bm Em You had to watch out for all the curves down by Kelsey Creek C D And detour through the Lindsay's pasture when the waters ran too deep Memories of East Texas and of Gilmer, county seat of Upshur Looking back and asking myself ``What the hell did you let them break your spirit for?'' Their lives ran in circles so small, they thought they'd seen it all And they couldn't make a place for a girl who'd seen the ocean But those memories of East Texas and those pine-green rolling hills Covered in the springtime with wild daffodils Sitting in those Piney woods, playing my guitar Thinking back on the roads I'd come, thinking I had not come that far # # Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives # by Ugo Piomelli # 7 November 1992