Weekend In Cuero

Drivin’ around to the back of the house,
Gettin’ out, walkin’ in, almost unannounced…

The TV’s are on and so are Mother’s beans,
Cornbread’s in the oven with Daddy’s greens…

They both look up with smiles on their faces,
Sendin’ away all of life’s hard traces…

I couldn’t wait to get on that big ole couch,
Layin’ around kinda like a big ole slouch….

Not worryin’ about what all’s been going on,
Because now I’m in Cuero, yes, I’m at home…

Evenin’ soon comes and Mother is in bed, Watchin’ TV in the mirror,
Daddy’s in his chair noddin’ his head

The only time that it was ever rough for me there,
Is when my brothers had a couch, and I had a chair…

But we always did have a wonderful time,
Daddy winnin’ at dominoes as he marked the last dime…

The weekend goes by so comfortin’ but fast,
And now they’re gone forever, because forever doesn’t last…

But I can still go there, and a weekend can still start,
Because these memories, are not in my head, but in my heart.