Kenny Ray Horton: Music
Mailpouch Chew
Pat White 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