Sawmill Road

<br>Me and Billy Joe and Mary Beth<br>Were raised up on the path<br>of righteousness<br>Made a solemn vow that<br>we`d always be close<br>And never wander far from<br>Sawmill Road<br><br>As the years went by the<br>world began to change<br>One by one we outgrew<br>those childhood games<br>Momma cooked and cleaned<br>and worried `bout our souls<br>We got into beer and cars<br>and rock `n` roll<br><br>Chorus<br><br>We knew Jesus was the answer<br>And Elvis was the king<br>Blue Suede Shoes and Rock of Ages<br>Were the songs we learned to sing<br>Innocence went out of style<br>And we just watched it go<br>Yesterday got left beneath<br>The dust on Sawmill Road<br><br>Billy Joe went to Saigon for Uncle Sam<br>Now I go to see him, he don`t know who I am<br>One a year I get a card from Mary Beth<br>She`s with husband number four somewhere out west<br>I still live in this old house where we were raised<br>On this red dirt road the county never paved<br>Now I watch my kids and worry `bout their souls<br>And pray they`ll never wander far from Sawmill Road<br><br>CHORUS<br><br>Me and Billy Joe and Mary Beth<br>Were raised up on the path of righteousness