Pecan Trees by Patrick Sweany Lyrics

Won't you carry me down
To that sleepy little southern town
Where the Pecan trees lord
Shade that gravel road

I drive down gravel roads
Take the day lord where it goes
Eat when I'm hungry
Drink lord when I'm dry

But these back roads ain't my home
Whiskey won't leave me alone
And I got a feelin' to be moving on

Nothing here's gonna change
??? gentle on my brain
In my heart baby
Way down in my soul

And it's forever there on my mind
It'll almost make you cry
The time has come and you can't stay
There no more
My memories keep my company my friend
For places that we may not ever see again
Even if this world has gone and torn them down

'Cause Carl's Dry Good's ain't there no more
And Schwabb's keeps on open its doors
And last I heard so did that grocery in Dardanelle

'Cause they may tear that ol' farmhouse down, lord
Pave over every inch of ground
And put a Walmart in lord every half a dozen miles

So Won't you carry me down
To that sleepy little southern town
Where the Pecan trees lord
Shade that gravel road

'Cause it's forever there on my mind
Lord it'll almost make you cry
When the time has come and you can't stay
Here no more