And I went home cryin' in the rain
And when I was a boy we'd have jam sessions
And I will never be as free again
With my guitar I would go
Learnin' my lesson
I'd sneak off to old sharptop
And josh and I spent out time
He was 65 and I was 10
He was 65 and I was 10
The love we had was so hard to explain
Just in time to get a whippin' from my dad
Could be so full of life
And I'd find the perfect rhyme
Oh way back when
Oh way back when
I'd run home in the night
Oh way back when
And right around supper time
I knocked on his cabin door
And I'd sip a little moonshine
Oh way back when
Oh way back when
I never knew an old man
And I'd give him my 6-string to ease his pain
Oh way back when
And I will never be as free again
And I will never be as free again
And I'd smoke a corncob pipe
I knocked and knocked but joshua never came
He was 65 and I was 10
And we'd pick all day until our fingers bled
When I should have been at school
And I still remember
And I couldn't believe how we wrote our songs so fast
The summer flew by quickly
Oh way back when
And I remember how the tears fell when he spoke of his late wife
Writing words to songs from memories of his past
He'd tell me bout the way it was
And then in late november
How he layed there on the floor
