By The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band Way back in my memory there's a scene that I recall Of a little run-down cabin in the woods Where my dad never promised that our blue moon would turn gold But he laid awake nights wishin' that it would When the world was on our radio hard work was on our minds We lived our day-to-day in plain dirt fashion With ol' overalls and cotton balls all strapped across your back Man, it's hard to make believe there ain't nothing wrong But momma kept the Bible read and daddy kept our family fed And somewhere in between I must have grown Cause someday I was dreamin' that a song that I was singin' Takes me down the road to where I want to go Now I know, it's a long hard road Sometimes I remember when I stayed up late at night When the sun-up came, we got up and went In the shadows of a working' day our moonlight hours spent Singin' songs along with Gramma's radio Now I'm beatin' down a ol' blacktop road sleepin' in a sack Livin' in my memories all in vain Cause those city lights ain't all that bright compared to what its like To see lightning Bugs go dancin' in the rain Chorus