Song Description

Childhood memories of growing up on a Georgia farm.

Lyrics

Memories:Down On Bubba?s Farm

Down in the country,
On a lonely Georgia road,
Stands a big red barn,
And a lot of cotton rows.

The John Deere is humming,
As the dust trails behind,
Bubba keeps on plowing,
Wasting no precious time.

Cows are mooing,
Pigs are squealing too,
Chicks need feeding,
Don?t forget Ole Blue.

Chorus
So when you?re down in the country,
And pass a big red barn,
Just think of your childhood memories,
And you?ll be,
Down on Bubba?s farm.

Summer?s almost over,
Winter?s just around the bend,
Mama always told us,
All things must come to an end.

There?s no cotton in the fields to plow,
No cows or pigs to feed,
The Big Red Barn has fallen,
Beneath the big pine tree .

Things on the farm are changing,
Time is passing by,
Bubba is no longer plowing,
But stares silently at the sky.

Repeat Chorus
So when you?re down in the country,
And pass a big red barn,
Just think of your childhood memories,
And you?ll be,
Down on Bubba?s farm.
(Written by Sandra N Disbennett)