08-27-2017, 02:58 AM
Lyrics:
There was a bluff
at the end of my street,
I was a rough kid
with sheet metal feet.
I’d walk down the old trails
my father had found,
I’d drag down a kayak
and paddle around.
There was a small cove
that very few knew.
I’d catch some tadpoles,
and fish with my crew.
The sky would change colours
and we’d row back in,
mom said to be back
‘fore the night rolls in.
There was a bluff
at the end of my street,
I was a rough kid
with sheet metal feet.