Red Rock Hill

Red Rock Hill

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Folk - Rock | Landrum, South Carolina, United States
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Lyrics

I was born in the winter in 1943
A dried-out little town, my older brother and me
Our Daddy used to beat us and our Mother couldn't see
My brother left there the day he turned 17

There were two filling stations, Daddy owned one
Two gins, two stores and the West Texas sun
The churches, the school and the old Stockman's Bank
Our town was fading, we had the railroad to thank

My mind was expanding beyond all understanding
Creation and beautiful things
Building it bigger, escaping the small
Sometimes I don't even miss that town at all

I'll skip the middle for the sake of the song
Time slips away and there's too much to say
But I lived how I wanted and I got what I needed
And somehow I never had the Devil to pay

Now that town of 500 has shrunk to 52
In the lifetime I've managed to stay away
Wheezing and gasping and lost in time laughing
And sunlight that causes the burlap to fray

I am everywhere and I'm nowhere
I'm high and I'm low
I'm lost and I need to come home
Don't get excited but you're all invited
Keep your eye on the gauge as you roll
I am everything, I'm nothing and I'm all in between
Creation and beautiful things
That fillin' station's gone, I hope your tank is full
As you head off down the long road
To my West Texas funeral.

Song Length
4:26
Genres
Country - Americana, Folk - Americana
Lead Vocal
Male Vocal
Mood
Poignant

Subject Matter
Home
Similar Artist
Son Volt, Uncle Tupelo, Jason Isbell, Steve Earle,
Language
English

Lyric Credits Jay Wetmore
Music Credits Jay Wetmore
Producer Credits Ron Gassman
Publisher Credits Elise Fillpot
Performance Credits Jay Wetmore and Elise Fillpot