Down in the midsouth
Where people come from country roads
City of Lexington (my second home)
Burned out streetlights on Ashland Ave brings a smile. . .
Everybody's' laughing, everybody's crying
Thinking about the times we had
Maybe I'll fly, fly high in this life - but you know I'll probably fall
And can't quite seem to get it right
Do what you can, read the Good Book, try to be a better man
Shine on me - God's love; God's grace and tranquility
Mistakes are made, mistakes are made
Bridges burnt or laid almost everyday
But you know we've got to try and hope our memories won't fade. . .