Karaoké On the Red River Turnpike Troubadours

There's a mid-July whitetail in velvet red as your old

Chevrolet

And I was sixteen when you wrecked it and we were lucky we both walked away

And you could day work and scrape out a living the work for which you had been born

You were quick with a laugh and forgiving and tied hard and fast to the horn

We had Kelpies and good Quarter Horses we had wheat pasture yearlings tied down

We learned pain was the price of admission and you're never done paying it down

Back on the red river not hard to remember when your daddy will never to get old

When I saw the world from up on your shoulders

I remember the view when you live like we do

Death doesn't leave with the best part of you

One days off we'd help out our neighbors and we smiled and we sweated for free

You'd earned every drink with your labor and I'd sleep on your front seat 'till three

And you'd call it a cure for a snake bite and reach for a fifth of Old Crow

Some medicine should get your head right when your symptoms were starting to show

Back on the red river not hard to remember when your daddy wouldn't never get old

When I saw the world from up on your shoulders

I remember the view when you live like we do

Death couldn't leave with the best part of you

There are pickups lined up down the driveway have I really been gone for two years

I'd be on my third on a good day

I find my last bottle of beer

I guess Saturday started without you

I knew before

I got the call

The red July bucks are in velvet

I'll tell you about 'em this fall

Back on the red river not hard to remember when your daddy wouldn't never get old

I got a look at the world from up on your shoulders

I remember the view when you live like we do

Death couldn't leave with the best part of you

Got a look at the world from up on your shoulders

I remember the view when you live like we do

Death doesn't leave with the best part of you