Wayside/Back In Time

Standin' on the corner
With a nickel or a dime
There used to be a railcar
To take you down the line
Too much beer and whiskey
To ever be employed
And when I got to Nashville
It was too much soldier's joy
Wasted on the wayside
Wasted on the way
If I don't go tomorrow
You know I'm gone today
Back, baby, back in time
I wanna go back when you were mine
Back, baby, back in time
I wanna go back when you were mine
Black highway, all night ride
Watchin' the times fall away to the side
Clear channel way down low
What's comin' in loud
My mind let go
Peaches in the summertime
Apples in the fall
If I can't have you all the time
I won't have none at all
I wish I was in 'Frisco
In a brand new pair of shoes
I'm sittin' here in Nashville
With Norman's "Nashville Blues"
So come all you good time rounders
Listening to my sound
And drink a round to Nashville
Before they tear it down
Back baby, back in time
I wanna go back when you were mine
Back baby, back in time
I wanna go back when you were mine
Hard weather, drivin' slow
The buggy's in the ?
In town for the show
Oh darlin' the songs they played
"All I Got Left" and "Lovin' me"
Back baby, back in time
Wanna go back when you were mine
Back baby, back in time
Wanna go back when you were mine