Kenny Ray Horton: Music

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When I first moved up to Point of Rocks, Maryland, Pat White, who lived nearby would come over and start helpin me get ready to front Country Current. In the course of hanging out he shared this guitar idea he had with me and the next thing we knew we had this tune!

I love the feel of the song and when Pat told me he wrote the guitar lick driving down the road looking at all of the run down old farms, the rest just seemed to want to be told.

Verse 1
I broke down where the road is windin
Looked around and started finding
Evidence of a day gone by
Most folks don’t know
Daffodils in a row a bloomin
An old gray barn in ruins
On the side an old painted ad
For Mailpouch Chew

Verse 2
In those days of desperation
That painted barn was their salvation
For a working farm
That had seen it’s better days
Plant the fields the fence needs mendin
Seems that list was a neverendin
At the end of the month
The Mailpouch Chew would always pay

Chorus
But they still pray
For rain on Sunday
Start a working hard
Daybreak on Monday
Run into town on Saturday
So much to do
It’s a gee and haw
For turning
While the mid-day suns
A burnin
The money comes
When the good folks buy
The Mailpouch Chew

Verse 3
I watched my vision fade away
Brings me to the present day
Back to that broken down
Homestead in that field
It’s funny how
When times they change
A lot of things
Just stay the same
The pain that farmer feels
Is still very real