Wrong Side Of The River

When the sun goes down on my side of town

Lights go out and we hit the sack

When the sun comes up and fills grandma's cup

And we all hit the porch to chirp some news

I was born on the wrong side of the river

But raised on the right side of the road

On one end lies the lights and the glitter

And on the other end, brimfire and smoke

Over time, I'd see how that world came to be

How the anger set in

Grandpa taught me to strum and I'd play 'til my hands were numb

Writing stories, songs for him

I was born on the wrong side of the river

But raised on the right side of the road

On one end lies the lights and the glitter

And on the other end, brimfire and smoke

I was born on the wrong side of the river

But raised on the right side of the road

On one end lies the lights and the glitter

On the other end, brimfire and smoke

Brimfire and smoke

Smoke