1963 by Kayla Ray Lyrics

Sawdust and coffee rings
Were the things that built the man
That as I’d grow would provide the things I'd need
He never had much to say at all
Kept a pocket watch in his overalls
But he made the sun set and his fingers bleed

He says he married young
Cause she was different, she was fun
Lord they say that she looked some like me
If she had it she’d give it all
But boys don’t you piss her off
Or you’ll find out just what the fire means

But the day were long and the weeds were tall
We’d snap peas ‘til the early Fall
We lived like it was 1963
I didn’t have things like the other kids
But I thanked God for the things I did
It’s this kind of blood that runs in me
It’s a shame a man today can turn his face and walk away
From a little girl with eyes just like his own
Couldn’t blame it on his raisin’
Naw his folks, they did the saving
And the man I lost
I suppose I’ll never know

But the day were long and the weeds were tall
We’d snap peas ‘til the early Fall
We lived like it was 1963
I didn’t have things like the other kids
But I thanked God for the things I did
It’s his kind of blood that runs in me
It’s his kind of blood that runs in me

In the sweet bye and bye
We shall meet on that beautiful shore
In the sweet bye and bye
We shall meet on that beautiful shore
I’ve got peace just like a river
I’ve got peace like a river in my soul
In the sweet bye and bye
When the roll is called up yonder I’ll be there