Got a dashboard crack from a gravel road bounce A.M. radio hum, that old wheat truck sound Mailbox leanin’ like it’s tired of the wind Now two dogs bark when I roll back in Used to cut those fields with the sun on my back Now I ease on by, just followin’ the tracks Every mile marker still knows my name Out here nothin’ ever really changed Yeah, time put lines on this weathered face But it never shook the love of this place From Reardan nights to Spokane lights Davenport days where the sky goes wide Kettle Falls where the river runs free Those back roads raised a man like me Yeah I chased a few dreams, but I always come back To the grain silos, trains on the track Sixty years and I finally see Those small towns never let go of me Friday night bleachers, cheap fireworks First kiss tasted like root beer and dirt We’d cruise Riverside in a hand-me-down Ford Thought we’d all end up somewhere more Some did, some didn’t, some stayed home Some names carved in those gray headstones I still see ‘em in the rearview glass Every mile I drive through the past Yeah, life don’t turn out like you plan But it sure knows where you began From Reardan nights to Ritzville lights Creston days where the sky goes wide Kettle Falls where the river runs free Those backroads raised a man like me Yeah I chased a few dreams, but I always come back To the grain silos, trains on the track Sixty years and I finally see Those small towns never let go of me Now I stand where that dirt road bends Watch the sunset like an old friend Same wind whisperin’ through the pines Like it’s callin’ to this heart of mine From Reardan nights to Spokane lights Edwall days where the sky goes wide Kettle Falls where the river runs free Those backroads raised a man like me Yeah I chased a few dreams, yeah I took my shot But this patch of earth’s what I got Sixty years and I finally see Those small towns still live in me Yeah they're still in me… (oh yeah) Yeah they're still in me... Eastern Washington, you made me Sixty years and I finally see Those small towns still live in me Those small towns ..... still live in me. [End]
