Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nostalgia. Show all posts

Sunday, October 13, 2024

It's Here...

Country singer Justin Moore released a new album on October 12, titled "This Is My Dirt".

I'm a fan of his and enjoy many of his songs and this album is no different.  Although, I tend to stay away from listening to music these days, as the songs tug more than I like on the ole heart strings.

This morning I happened upon one of his new songs of this album called "You Know It's Coming" and boy-o-boy did it hit me hard, just like Kenny Chesney's song "Don't Blink" did and still does.

I didn't listen to or believe it when I was younger, I wish I had, but let me tell you, someday has arrived...


Click the link below to listen on YouTube -

Justin Moore - You Know It's Coming


Here are the lyrics -

From the moment a man paints his guest room pink

He can't help but think

About the reason I'm cleaning this gun tonight

Sitting here on the front porch swing

Waiting on a shined-up Chevy emblem

To show up in my driveway

I've been dreading this for sixteen years

Three months and a couple of days


Even though you know it's coming

Like a freight train humming from a mile away

You think you'll be ready

With life's lead foot leaning on the clutch and off the brakes

'Til what's down the line ain't down the line no more

That's how time does it

You just crack a beer 'cause someday's herе

And dang if you can't do nothing

Even though you know it's coming


You figure the man that taught you how to fish

Is madе of steel and bricks

It's just strangers' and a few good buddies'

Grandpas that wind up sick

And then one day, you're wearing all black

Crushed behind a Cadillac


Even though you know it's coming

Like a freight train humming from a mile away

You think you'll be ready

With life's lead foot leaning on the clutch and off the brakes

'Til what's down the line ain't down the line no more

That's how time does it

You just crack a beer 'cause someday's here

And dang if you can't do nothing

Even though you know it's coming


As sure as Pawpaws pass on

And baby girls grow up

Can't even think about the day

What the preacher's gonna say

The rice, the tie, the tux


Even though you know what's coming

Like a freight train humming from a mile away

You think you'll be ready

Life's lead foot leaning on the clutch and off the brakes

'Til what's down the line ain't down the line no more

That's how time does it

You just crack a beer 'cause someday's here

And dang if you can't do nothing

Even though you know it's coming


Yeah, even though you know it's coming

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Years Gone By

Sitting here this morning drinking my coffee and doing a crossword puzzle, and for some strange reason a memory of the past; my childhood, popped into my head.

I was reminded of a nursery rhyme that my grandmother from West Virginia would tell us.  Of course, that got me thinking and reminiscing of those times gone by and just how much I miss them...

It went like this:

Eye Winker
Tommy Tinker
Nose Dropper
Mouth Eater
Chin Chopper
Gobble Gobble Gobble
(here she would tickle under our chin)