Down This Road - Alabama

Down this road there’s an old brick house

My mama cried the day that I moved out

And my first summer job was pumpin' gas and fixin' flats

Out at Henry Walker’s Texaco

Down this road, down this road

Down this road there’s a maple tree

In a cotton field where Jenny first kissed me

And I can still remember the night she said goodbye

I stood there like a fool and watched her go

Down this road, down this road

And it goes on forever

And it goes by too fast

It’ll take you anywhere you want to go

And every memory will bring you back

Down this road there’s a small white church

Daddy lived his life by the preacher’s word

He raised me right, I could always feel his love

Even when the angels called him home

Down this road

And it goes on forever

And it goes by too fast

It’ll take you anywhere you want to go

And every memory will bring you back

Down this road

Down this road

Down this road…