A song I wrote last year: "The Roads I learned to Drive On"

Sittin’ on a pillow

In that old black ford

Both hands on the wheel..

Dad climbed in beside me

And it seemed like then

That time stood still….

Dad said check your mirrors and told me turn right

Stay between the lines and you’ve got the green light.

Now follow this road, son, and we’ll end up back home

I couldn’t understand ---seemed so far I’d gone.

Chorus:

These are the roads I learned to drive one

This is where I used to roam

This is where I learned what love was

And how to get back home.

Verse 2:

Sittin' in the back

of that country church

I heard the preacher say

The roman road

 is where you can find

The truth, the life and the way

It starts by checking the mirrors and finding out

What you need to clear before heading out

Then follow this road, son and we’ll end up back home

I couldn’t understand---seemed so far I’d gone.

(Chorus)

Sittin’ on a pillow both hands on the wheel, my Father leads the way

He tells me the truth and he saves my life and he shows me the way.

He says:

“Turn here..

Stay straight

Stay between the lines…

Slow down..

Good job..

Now just take your time..

Pulling up to home never felt so good

We’d made it back just like he said we would.

Painting by my Mom, Dot Courson