Story Behind The Song
Watching my children grow up.
Song Description
A man reminisces about when his children were little and played Down by the Garden Wall and their imaginary world was boundless and now as the 'circle of life' turns they are grown and starting a new life that is boundless as well.
Song Length |
3:28 |
Genre |
Country - Contemporary, Pop - Easy Listening |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Poignant, Content |
Subject |
Love for Child, Change |
Similar Artists |
Tim Mcgraw |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
The Garden Wall © 2006 Dennis Foster
Autumn's leaves slowly swirl
All about me they fall
And I get to reminiscing
About my girls and I recall how?
Down by the garden wall when you were very small
Yours was a world for the making
We'd play there imagining dragons and other things
Watching them on the wing sailing
"Push me daddy on the swing
I want to go high to the sky
Chase me daddy let's play the game
Where you?re the big ol' bear and I'm your little shy one."
Down by the garden wall soon you had friends who'd call
Wanting to join in your playing
Chasing through flowers and trees hearing your squeals of glee
At all the fun you were making
Telling me what to say in your romantic plays
With all those dollies you carried
The story it never changed, the princess gets saved again
And she and the prince ride off and get married
I watched you growing more beautiful
Like flowers through the years
One day too heavy to bounce on my shoulders
And my eye betrays a tear that's slipping
Down by the garden wall Autumn's leaves start to fall
I stand there slowly raking
Piling up memories fallen from distant trees
Faded, fragrant and aching
"Push me daddy on the swing"
To soon you were driving my car
And it's hard to believe it's not a game when you say
That you've fallen in love and you planned to get married?
So down by the garden wall, there was a beautiful wedding ball
With springtime?s blossoms swirling
Making new memories, to join in a reverie
Faded, fragrant and aching
And my heart?s both full and breaking
Knowing yours is still a world for the making
Down by the garden wall.