Nostalgi.

Do you recall when we where young?

And the games we used to play.

All those warm late summernights when we helped to reap the hay.

And then when we were done, we all went to the lake.



And those ice cold winter days.

When the northwind blew.

And all that we could think of was to get out to that snow.

That we were making memories was a thing we didn't know.



We were careless and free

We were all that we could be




So when I have these blue low days, I just drive out to this place

Forget the troubles in my life, and feel good for a while.

And out here nothing has change, everything remains the same.  

This is home and we all know..

Where the tall grass grows.




Sure I must have spoken off this million times before.

But for every year that passes by, we learn to love them more

The memories from that time, when we all stod on that shore.



We were careless and free.

We where all that we could be.

Where the tall grass grows.


De e allt skönt att va hemma en sväng.


Text: G2 - Bluegrassband - Where the tall grass grows

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