Wagon wheel ruts cross a clean mowed field
Heading down a deep ravine
So long ago well they got to be old
Wagon wheel rolled down the postman's road

It goes down the big hill
Across the grassy flat
All along the river where they fish for the catfish
Up on the ridge where the big trees grow
There wasn't nothing like that postman's road

Was a different way of life way back then
A simpler time but harder none the less
You had it good so I was told
If you had your place on the postmen's road

It goes down the big hill
Across the grassy flat
All along the river where they fish for the catfish
Up on the ridge where the big trees grow
There wasn't nothing like that postman's road

Now I got some ground way out West
Carving out a living just to get by
Looking at my deed see what I been sold
Well I bought me a piece of ther postman's road

It goes down the big hill
Across the grassy flat
All along the river where they fish for the catfish
Up on the ridge where the big trees grow
There wasn't nothing like that postman's road

So I met my love and made her my wife
Built our house on a river bottom bluff
Raised our family to the standards we hold
And the kids walked to school on the postman's road

It goes down the big hill
Across the grassy flat
All along the river where they fish for the catfish
Up on the ridge where the big trees grow
There wasn't nothing like that postman's road

Now time's gone by, the kids are grown
One by one they all left home
With my love I will grow old
And lay to rest on the postman's road

It goes down the big hill
Across the grassy flat
All along the river where they fish for the catfish
Up on the ridge where the big trees grow
There wasn't nothing like that postman's road