I remember you Emmett, small shoes in the grass Chasing clouds on Horsebarn Hill, watching summers pass Rolling down the meadow, laughing loud and free Before the world came calling, and it carried you from me It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs Then the monkeys came a-swinging, Reese’s circus in disguise They lured you down to Dallas with their peanut-butter lies But the hill still holds your footprints, the Dairy Bar your smile And Price Chopper waits in silence, aisle by grocery aisle It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time Now you’ve found sweet Anne, and the joy is plain to see And a grandson in your arms means the roots run deep as trees Hannah, Daniel, Ezra, they’re the music of your will Don’t you want young Ezra sledding down Horsebarn Hill? It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs Time to leave Dallas, time to go Time to pack up, come on home The Four Corners still remember you Every road here leads back through It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs Remember autumn evenings, football lights that shine Remember frozen winters, when the stars would all align You’ve drifted down to Texas where the skyline’s big and wide But your hometown’s voice is steady, calling you back inside It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time We’ve got ice cream dripping, we’ve got cows still chewing hay We’ve got barns that look familiar, though the paint has flaked away We’ve got neighbors who remember, and new faces too And all of us are waiting, just to welcome back you It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs It’s me Storrs calling, it’s me Storrs So hear it in the soil, in the clap of chapel bells Hear it in the stories that only Storrs can tell You may have chased horizons, far beyond our track But Horsebarn Hill is patient, and it wants to bring you back Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time Come back, old boy, come back, it’s time
