Tree wild boys riddin' with the wind
Yell skinny dip we'd all jump in
Getting kind of high
If the girls came by
Sometimes they'd like to talk all day
We'd bout freeze to death before we could get out and dry
Man that was life

Where the sun rose high in the western sky and at night
The moon played its beams on me
And the front porch light from the old stone house lit a path
That even a young boy could see
Down on Copper Creek
Yeah Down on Copper Creek
Those carefree days are long gone I'm far away feeling alone
And that front porch light I can barely see
Gotta' get away and go back
Gotta' turn around get on the right track
Find if there's still a little place for me

Where the sun rose high in the western sky and at night
The moon played its beams on me
And the front porch light from the old stone house lit a path
That even a young boy could see
Down on Copper Creek
Yeah Down on Copper Creek

Where the sun rose high in the western sky and at night
The moon played its beams on me
And the front porch light from the old stone house lit a path
That even a young boy could see
Down on Copper Creek
Yeah Down on Copper Creek
Down on Copper Creek
Down on Copper Creek
Yeah"