Walkin up that hill was like climbin a mountain
From the bus stop after school down on North road
I swear back then it was miles longBut when I see it now it′s like a hundred yards
When you're a child everything just seems so large
Grandpa built that house with his bare hands
Dad and me we′d plant the seeds where his footsteps used to land
What I wouldn't give for him to be here now
Crack a PBR strike a match and smile
I miss those days of old way back when
Summertime felt like forever
Winter came with colder weather
We would sit beside the fireplace in the dark
The only job we had was playin
Learned that Sundays were for prayin
And that if left alone even love can fall apart
I wouldn't be the man I am today to tell the truth
Without that home made house down on Cochrane Avenue
I still get a chill with the smell of fresh cut yellow cedar
Or when I crack that bag of old tobacco I was never supposed to see there
I put on his vest when I go fishing now
Swear he′s on that boat pointin dead heads out
I didn′t know back then but damn
I sure know now
That summertimes dont last forever
They roll on to colder weather
And like a lighting strike we're here and gone again
So hold on tighter listen longer
Till ties that bind can′t get much stronger
Cause you can bet your ass they'll be tested in the end
I wouldn′t be the man I am today to tell the truth
Without that home made house atop of Cochrane Avenue
Summertime felt like forever
Winter came with colder weather
We would sit beside the fireplace in the dark
The only job we had was playin
Learned that Sundays were for prayin
And don't give up on love even when it falls apart
I wouldn′t be the man I am today to tell the truth
Without that home made house down on Cochrane Avenue
