Lizard Ridge Road
Back in the day,
So many years ago.
There were so many things
We never knew we didn't know.
But we did our best
To do as we were told.
Growing up was easy
Down on Lizard Ridge Road.
On Lizard Ridge Road
I caught my first fish,
I climbed my first tree,
I got my first kiss.
Most of the story
Of my life has been told
From that little log cabin
On Lizard Ridge Road.
With my brothers and sisters,
My family and friends,
On Lizard Ridge Road
My story begins.
We were dirt poor
But us kids never knew,
Cuz all of our neighbors
Well, they were poor too.
On Lizard Ridge Road
I caught my first fish,
I climbed my first tree,
I got my first kiss.
Most of the story
Of my life has been told
From that little log cabin
On Lizard Ridge Road.
On Lizard Ridge Road
I met Bonnie Sue.
With her pretty blonde pigtails
And her eyes so blue.
We were so full of love
We thought we would explode.
Soon we got married
On Lizard Ridge Road.
On Lizard Ridge Road
I caught my first fish,
I climbed my first tree,
I got my first kiss.
Most of the story
Of my life has been told
From that little log cabin
On Lizard Ridge Road.
Now we moved away
Back in two thousand and four.
We're raising our family
In South Baltimore.
I shed a tear
Because my kids won't know
The joy of living
On Lizard Ridge Road.
On Lizard Ridge Road
I caught my first fish,
I climbed my first tree,
I got my first kiss.
Most of the story
Of my life has been told
From that little log cabin
On Lizard Ridge Road.
©Bob Simpson, all rights reserved
Poetry by JustBob
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Written on 2017-03-11 at 17:17
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