He said, "There's so much there before you, there's no
need for looking back",
I said, "If you grew up where I did, you might not say
a thing like that."
Cause your money fades and crumples and turns to lines
upon your face,
But I learned a lesson long ago, old friends can't be
replaced.
So we all meet in Dougherty County, once or twice a
year,
We laugh and lie and keep the night awake,
Our hair is a little longer, and our words a little
stronger,
But our hearts are something the years have never
changed.
And I remember times like these, they are the times of
my life,
And I fall back on times like these, when life gets a
little rough,
Cause they never go too far.
He said, "Well, why don't you go back then."
I said, " Man, I wish I could. But I made a promise
long ago, and I'm bound to make it good.
And I look forward to tomorrow I'm just proud of where
I've been,
Can't help but hear their voices ringing through the
summer wind.
They call me back to Dougherty County on Independence
Day,
We laugh and sigh and keep the night awake,
I guess the reasons that I left hear are the reasons I
come back,
Sometimes you've got to leave to find out what you
have.
And I remember times like these, they are the times of
my life,
And I fall back on times like these, when life gets a
little rough,
Cause they never go too far.
And these changes, are stealing my ways, they give me
today then its gone,
And these angels keep me awake, I feel lucky to know
them at all.
I reach back into my wallet and pull a postcard from
its place,
The sides are torn and tattered, and the words are
half-erased,
I guess I've memorized those few lines, that my Papa
wrote,
He said if things aren't working out, Son, you know
you're always welcome home.