Testo On the red river Turnpike Troubadours

On the red river

There's a mid-
July white-tail in velvet
Red as your old Chevrolet
And I was sixteen when you wrecked it and we
Were lucky we both walked away
And you could do work and scrape out a living
The work for which you had been born
You were quick with a laugh and forgiven
And tied hard and fast to the horn
We had Kelpies and good Quarter Horses
We had wheat pasture yields tied down
We learned pain was the price of admission
And you're never done paying it down

Back on the red river, not hard to remember
When your daddy wouldn't ever get old
When I saw the world from up on your shoulders
I remember the view, when you live like we do
Death doesn't leave with the best part of you

On days off, we'd help out our neighbors
And we smiled and we sweated for free
You'd earned every dream with your labor
And I'd sleep on your front seat 'til 3
And you'd call it a cure for a snake bite
I reached for a fifth of Old Crow
Some medicine should get your head right
When your symptoms were starting to show

Back on the red river, not hard to remember
When your daddy wouldn't ever get old
When I saw the world from up on your shoulders
I remember the view, when you live like we do
Death doesn't leave with the best part of you

And there are pickups lined up down the driveway
Have I really been gone for two years?
I'd be on my third on a good day
I'd find my last bottle of beer
I guess Saturday started without you
I knew before I got the call
The red July bucks were in velvet
I'll tell you about 'em this fall

Back on the red river, not hard to remember
When your daddy wouldn't ever get old
I got a look at the world from up on your shoulders
I remember the view, when you live like we do
Death doesn't leave with the best part of you

Got a look at the world from up on your shoulders
I remember the view, when you live like we do
Death doesn't leave with the best part of you