Yesterday Road
Now tonight there's a backroad
And a pickup truck
And a cab full of buddies
And they're getting drunk
And it's Boone's Farm wine
It's wild turkey straight
And they're pulling their pickup
through the pasture gate
There's a full moon shining
Down on a farm pond
That fire will be burning
Until dawn
And it's everyone who's someone
Sitting on a tailgate
Wishing they were single or
Wishing they had a date
Now the only thing
Around here's changed
Is that those kids
They've all got different names
And the ones that used to hang around
Got a heavy work load
But their mind still goes drifting
Down Yesterday Road
Now today there's a backroad
and an angry old man
'Cause he's straightin' out his mailbox
And he's picking up cans
There are boys woke up with headaches
And there are girls who are ashamed
And there'll be parents full of questions
But there's always friends to blame
Now the only thing
Around here's changed
Is that those kids
They've all got different names
And the ones that used to hang around
Got a heavy work load
But their mind still goes drifting
Down Yesterday Road
Well, It was Boone's Farm wine
And it was wild turkey straight
And we were pulling our pickup
Through the pasture gate
Add "La di da's"
And a pickup truck
And a cab full of buddies
And they're getting drunk
And it's Boone's Farm wine
It's wild turkey straight
And they're pulling their pickup
through the pasture gate
There's a full moon shining
Down on a farm pond
That fire will be burning
Until dawn
And it's everyone who's someone
Sitting on a tailgate
Wishing they were single or
Wishing they had a date
Now the only thing
Around here's changed
Is that those kids
They've all got different names
And the ones that used to hang around
Got a heavy work load
But their mind still goes drifting
Down Yesterday Road
Now today there's a backroad
and an angry old man
'Cause he's straightin' out his mailbox
And he's picking up cans
There are boys woke up with headaches
And there are girls who are ashamed
And there'll be parents full of questions
But there's always friends to blame
Now the only thing
Around here's changed
Is that those kids
They've all got different names
And the ones that used to hang around
Got a heavy work load
But their mind still goes drifting
Down Yesterday Road
Well, It was Boone's Farm wine
And it was wild turkey straight
And we were pulling our pickup
Through the pasture gate
Add "La di da's"
Credits
Writer(s): Michael R Mcclure
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