Lyrics

Walk On Down
© J.C. Ashbaker 2007
909-793-0245

Walk on down to Lubber Run
Starting of at North Emerson
Up to Barrett and Page Ogeltree
I think I saw you, when I thought about me
Mama used to call us as the moon would rise
Whistle on her lips meant come on home you guys
I think I hear now, that song that she sung
As I talk I walk on down to Lubber Run

Buying strawberries from the hogyman
Why I heard that, I can't understand
Carrying Pooky or a baseball glove
Searching for treasure, always finding love
Even though that was some time ago
The voices still call to me, "Come on, let's go"
And in my mind, thank God, I'm still young
So I talk & walk on down to Lubber Run

---Chorus---
So play for me my child, while your day is new
Don't think about the future, it's here for me not you
You'll still have my memory, when your time does come
So won't you race, don't walk on down to Lubber Run
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Baloney sandwich and a bag of chips
A glass of milk and some carrot sticks
Hiding and a seeking all around the block
From the old mailbox down to alligator rock
And yes that was yesterday
And everyone reminds me I can't live that way
Living in the past, I'll get nothing done
But I can talk & walk on down to Lubber Run