I grew up on the banks of the Ohio River
Money was short, and days were long, we kept it straight, but we found something bigger
Thirteen abodes to call my home
Due to sunrise, these dreams are all gone
Well, built by the side of the road

She grew up on towns built on trust
With nothing left but trade and rust
cnd the witness said when the banks went bust
Hearts grew heavy for the travelling luck
Easier said than a job well done
No hate here she went and bottled it up
Well more than they know they bestowed

Put a song in your heart like I know you can mean it
For what's waiting ‘round the corner
Ye of little faith, like Walter Tate
Hit the road, when you know, whether someone believes it
Bright Lights are gonna shine on through
Shine for me yeah, me and you

Now we're working on a child and a house of our own
We keep paying and paying till the children are grown
We keep back door locked by the front door open, waiting on a sign
So when dreams kept alive, by a whole lotta lovin
No meat and potatoes, with a bun in the oven
Fear the things that they never said, but we knew what they wrote