Family Tree

You'n your ATV
I climb in the back seat
Hug your waist and watch the world roll by

We lie upon a hill
Coyote pack sits still
You draw your rifle, and I begin to cry
To cry

Papaw, won't you take me home
Down these dusty gravel roads
Oh, won't you take me where
I won't feel alone
'Cause I've got nowhere else to go

So we can lay the tarp
'Til Mamaw says it's gettin' dark
We'll shake the mulberries off the budding tree

The fridge'll keep 'em cold
We'll eat 'em as we're growin' old
And sit on the porch like junebugs on a string

But Papaw, won't you take me home
Down these dusty gravel roads
Oh, won't you take me where
I won't feel alone
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, o-oh

I won't feel alone
I won't feel alone

That was sixteen years ago
The tree's now lame and choked
The moss and vines run up and down the side
And three branches lie in the road
With us left to survive

But Papaw, won't you take me home
Down these dusty gravel roads
Oh, won't you take me where
I won't feel alone
'Cause I've got nowhere else to go
'Cause I've got nowhere else to go