Letras
Feels like yesterday in my old neighborhood
Mama didn't know where we were, but she knew we were good
We'd sneak through the hole of that pine dog-eared fence
Smoltz card bike spokes parked under that branch
We'd spend our summer up there
So how we could pass God a prayer
These days I'm missing those days I was younger
Sipping treetop Coca-Cola
Only worried about getting down before supper
'Fore the real world said I'm supposed to
Live life climbing ladders, but trust me, I'd rather
Be back home climbing magnolias (climbing magnolias)
Didn't care about rent or some big promotion
If a friend had more money, we didn't even know it
We were preoccupied playing tag with mag lights
Back when our world was a couple blocks wide
These days I'm missing those days I was younger
Sipping treetop Coca-Cola
Only worried about getting down before supper
'Fore the real world said I'm supposed to
Live life climbing ladders, but trust me, I'd rather
Be back home climbing magnolias
All I wanted to do was grow old
'Til I put down roots of my own
These days I'm missing those days I was younger
Sipping treetop Coca-Cola
Only worried about getting down before supper
'Fore the real world said I'm supposed to
Live life climbing ladders, but trust me, I'd rather
Be back home climbing magnolias (climbing magnolias)
But trust me, I'd rather
Be back home climbing magnolias