(Verse 1)
Little Milly sitting with me, on our old porch steps
Where our roots run deep, where my soul finds rest
Pictures in my mind, of a time long gone
Of Pa's patient voice, when days stretched on
Air, filled with scent, of fresh cut hay
Loved chasing Pa all day,
Grabbing at his tattered jeans
Where he hid sweets and special treats
(Chorus 1)
In those, back pockets
We had so little but had so much
Pure happiness
As Pa, spun me round and round,
Making magic moments
My feet flying, as I held his, back pockets
(Verse 2)
We'd walk fence lines below skies, forever wide
With Pa, the world was safe, felt right
When I got tired, needed to rest
I'd hold one of his
(Chorus 2)
Back pockets
Love of family, and lasting legacies
Pure happiness
As Pa, spun me round and round,
Making magic moments
My feet flying, as I held his, back pockets
(Bridge)
Now Milly's running after me
Her footsteps are where mine used to be
(Chorus 3)
Back pockets
Through fields of green, and a little girl's memories.
Pure happiness
As I, spun Milly round and round,
Making magic moments
Her hair flying, as she held my,
back pockets