Joshua Was An Old Man

His Beard Like Mountain Snow

And When I Was A Boy We'd Have Jam Sessions

I'd Sneak Off To Old Sharptop

With My Guitar I Would Go

When I Should Have Been At School

Learnin' My Lesson

And I'd Sip A Little Moonshine

And I'd Smoke A Corncob Pipe

And We'd Pick All Day Until Our Fingers Bled

And Right Around Supper Time

I'd Run Home In The Night

Just In Time To Get A Whippin' From My Dad

Oh Way Back When

He Was 65 And I Was 10

And I Will Never Be As Free Again

Oh Way Back When

The Summer Flew By Quickly

And Josh And I Spent Out Time

Writing Words To Songs From Memories Of His Past

He'd Tell Me Bout The Way It Was

And I'd Find The Perfect Rhyme

And I Couldn't Believe How We Wrote Our Songs So Fast

I Never Knew An Old Man

Could Be So Full Of Life

The Love We Had Was So Hard To Explain

And I Remember How The Tears Fell When He Spoke Of His Late Wife

And I'd Give Him My 6-string To Ease His Pain

Oh Way Back When

He Was 65 And I Was 10

And I Will Never Be As Free Again

Oh Way Back When

And Then In Late November

I Knocked On His Cabin Dor

I Knocked And Knocked But Joshua Never Came

And I Still Remember

How He Layed There On The Floor

And I Went Home Cryin' In The Rain

Oh Way Back When

He Was 65 And I Was 10

And I Will Never Be As Free Again

Oh Way Back When

Oh Way Back When

Oh Way Back When