Lyrics
This place you say you're looking for
That's a place I used to know
Don't know the number or the road
But I can tell you how to go
Head on down 'til the pavement ends
Used to go back there now and then
I used to know it like the back of my hand
When I was just a boy
This place you say you're looking for
It's a good ways off the track
It took a quarter tank of Fire Chief
Just getting there and back
Course there wasn't no pavement then
Once you got yourself around that bend
There wasn't nothing but the whistling wind
When I was just a boy
And the light shines long ago
On the cold December snow
And the river runs on through the past
I can see it in the bottom of the glass
Ain't seen you 'round here before
You kin to someone I know?
What was your mama's name
Before she moved away?
And did she tell you about that place up there?
Did she show you how to curl that hair?
A grown man would've never dared
When I was just a boy
And the light shines long ago
On the cold December snow
And the river runs on through the golden past
I can see it in the bottom of the whiskey glass
Just like yesterday
This place you say you're looking for
Might have washed out with the rain
Might not be there anymore
Might not be the same
But if you find it won't you let me know?
If I weren't so pully I'd surely go
Don't you know I used to love it so
When I was just a boy
And the light shines long ago
On the cold December snow
And the river runs on through the past
I can see it in the bottom of the glass