Even the old folks never knew Why they call it like they do I was wondering since the age of two Down on Copperline Copper head, copper beech Copper kettles sitting side by each Copper coil, cup o'Georgia peach Down on Copperline Half a mile down to Morgan Creek Leaning heavy on the end of the week Hercules and a hog-nosed snake Down on Copperline We were down on Copperline
One Summer night on the Copperline Slip away past supper time Wood smoke and moonshine Down on Copperline One time I saw my daddy dance Watched him moving like a man in a trance He brought it back from the war in France Down onto Copperline Branch water and tomato wine Creosote and turpentine Sour mash and new moon shine Down on Copperline Down on Copperline
First kiss ever I took Like a page from a romance book The sky opened and the earth shook Down on Copperline Down on Copperline Took a fall from a windy height I only knew how to hold on tight And pray for love enough to last all night Down on Copperline Day breaks and the boys wakes up And the dog barks and the birds sings And the sap rises and the angels sigh, yeah
I tried to go back, as if I could All spec house and plywood Tore up and tore up good Down on Copperline It doesn't come as a surprise to me It doesn't touch my memory Man I'm lifting up and rising free Down on over Copperline Half a mile down to Morgan Creek I'm only living for the end of the week Hercules and a hog-nosed snake Down on Copperline, yeah Take me down on Copperline Oh, down on Copperline Take me down on Copperline
Writer/s: JAMES TAYLOR
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Frankd from Reseda, CaGreat song and maybe another lyric in Sandy's comments. The farms and ranches of our childhood are all covered with asphalt and concrete now.
Sandy from Enterprise, FlOne of my all-time faves. How cool that JT wrote an evocative song about something so many of us feel, but never gets said. How many people re-visit their childhood home, only to find it "tore up, tore up good?" Ah, progress in America! More shopping malls, more subdivisions, more roads, more 7-11s, more of everything but less open space, less childhood play, less water, less woods, less peace, less quiet. All in the name of "growth." Which simply means, political greed.