Back upon an old dirt road

Next to a swamp full of toads

Was a slanted wood shack with three little kids and a mama

Papa died in '63

Left little Jenny and me

To plant those taters and pull up another tomorrow

Rocky mountain music

Fills my memory

Rocky mountain music

Papa, can I hear you playing for me?

Little brother was never quite right

He used to sit on the floor in the sunlight

Play with the dust that danced on the beams in the window

And sister had to cook and clean

'Cause Mama, she got sick and lean

Sometimes I think she just died away missing Papa

Rocky mountain music

Fills my memory

Rocky mountain music

Mama, can I hear you singing to me?

Well, everything has changed today

And little brother, he was taken away

And sister, she married a soldier and lives in Toledo

And me, I'm in a Nashville bar

And I've never been so far

From that old gravel road and the rivers that run through my memory

Rocky mountain music

Fills my memory

Rocky mountain music

Brother, can I hear you calling me?

Rocky mountain music

Fills my memory

Rocky mountain music

Papa, can I hear you playing for me?