Lyrics

I’m going back going back
Back to where I’m from

I’m going back going back
Back to where I’m from

Digging in the dirt

Mother’s apron flying past

Little hands hanging on

Child’s apron moving past the blowing grass

The shoelace stone
Where time flowed a slow sea green
And where trains ran along it seemed
Along along and never across the song

I’m going back going back
Back to where I’m from

I’m going back going back
Back to where I’m from

Grandmother’s hand throwing rice
Sparrows a-chirping and a-hopping
Green corduroy jacket

Smell the floorboards in the sunlight

Brother Rusty pogo stick
Where time flowed a slow sea green
And where trains ran along it seemed
Along along and never across the song

Little boy blue
Where are you?

I’m stepping out in my brand-new hand-made yellow gown
I’m stepping out in my brand-new homemade golden crown