Fried Apricot Pies Lyrics & Chords By The Show Ponies

Teensy Annemarie Great-grandchild on each knee Newcomers, old-timers Fully occupied matching recliners Which now are empty seats In a place where everything Feels perfect Fried apricot pies Pick-up truck rides Singing so high At the top of our lungs Good to be so young More for us to explore Sleep on the floor Go out the back door Stay outside 'Til suppertime Iced tea in a mayonnaise jar Rope swing in the hay barn Hold your father's hand and hop across the cattle guard Sitting 'round that dining room table Eat all that you are able Someone's got a story to tell You've heard it before but he tells it so well Your cousins and your brother Are pleading with your mother To stay one more day So God bless this cattle feed for breakfast A pick-up truck from Texas I'm starting to get restless For the sun to come up Jump in the back of that truck See the double oak tree Down on one knee Take her by the hand Give her a ring It was meant to be Climb over that barbed-wire fence Take a look at those coyote prints Skip a rock across the tank and think about the letter you sent Sometimes summer's just too hot to take A million grasshoppers and copperhead snakes But that don't 'cause no fright Everything's gonna turn out right We get disconnected With hopes to be resurrected And made perfect Oh my Lord, take it slow We reap and we sow And after we all go We'll come back home To those corduroy thrones Fried apricot pies Pick-up truck rides (Fried apricot pies) Singing so high (Pick-up truck rides) (Singing so high) Fried apricot pies Pick-up truck rides (Fried apricot pies) Singing so high (Pick-up truck rides) (Singing so high) Fried apricot pies Pick-up truck rides (Fried apricot pies) Singing so high At the top of our lungs Good to be so young Coming down that long driveway The living room where we used to play And the pastures that captured our hearts but let our youth get away