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January back in '55 we rode a Greyhound bus through the Georgia midnight
SOL RE LAGrandpa was sleeping and the winter sky was clear
We hit a bump and his head jerked back a little and he mumbled something
SOL RE LAHe woke up smiling, but his eyes were bright with tears
RE SOL RESaid, "I dreamed I was back on the farm...
20 years have passed, boy, but the memory still warms me...
SOL LA RE SOL LAWildflowers in a Mason Jar..."
SOL RE LA REHe told me those old stories about that one-room cabin in Kentucky
The smell of the rain and the warm earth in his hands
SOL RE LA REHe slowly turned and stared outside; his face was mirrored in the window
SOL RE LAAnd his reflection flew across the moonlit land
And he dreamed he was back on the farm
SOL LA RE LATilts his head and listens to the early sound of morning
SOL LA RE SOL LAWildflowers in a Mason Jar
An old man and an eight-year-old boy rolling down that midnight highway
SOL RE LAKentucky memories from a winter Georgia night
SOL RE LA REI started drifting off and Grandpa tucked his coat around me
I think I tried to smile as I slowly closed my eyes
RE SOL REAnd I dreamed I was with him on the farm
SOL LA RE LA"Grandpa, I can hear the evening wind out in the corn...
Wildflowers in a Mason Jar...
SOL LA RE SOL LAWildflowers in a Mason Jar...
SOL LA RE SOL LAWildflowers in a Mason Jar..."
And the bus rolled through the night...
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