Wrong Side Of The River

When the sun goes down on my side of town The 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 On the other end, brim fire 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 On the other end, brim fire 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, brim fire and smoke Brim fire and smoke Smoke