Looking back at this old road
Didn't know where you'd go
There's always a place to call home
Some never lived long enough to know
This old road has a name
Apple pie shine made back in the day
Backyard parties trucks and babes
That old place that grandma made
It happened that one rainy day
Uncle Sam stopped by in May
He was killed in action over there
Those words will never fade
This old road has a name
Apple pie shine made back in the day
Backyard parties trucks and babes
That old place that grandpa made
Old glory planted at his grave
Hung on the wall next to grandpa's flag
Never got to say his baby's name
Made a safe place for those who stayed
This old road has a name
Apple pie shine made back in the day
Backyard parties trucks and babes
That old place that grandma made
Looking back through those days
Memories and shadowbox displays
Many of the roads are the same
But they all have different names