Can Anyone Relate?

I had a moment this morning driving back from Birmingham after dropping my Mom and daughter off at the airport. Driving on the highway, window down, the sun coming up, and the smells of nature blowing in my car. I had the radio on and an old country song came on that I hadn’t heard in a long time. The song was ,Time Marches On, by Tracy Lawrence. The lyrics , the smells , the look of the country, brought back a flood of memories and emotions of past family members now gone. If you don’t know the song, look it up and listen. I shed some tears, life is still moving along and we are all aging and moving up the stairway and will be the next one in line. Here are the lyrics.

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Sister cries out from her baby bed
Brother runs in, feathers on his head
Mama’s in her room, learnin’ how to sew
Daddy’s drinkin’ beer, listenin’ to the radio

Hank Williams sings “Kaw-Liga” and “Dear John”
Time marches on, time marches on

Now sister’s usin’ rouge and clear complexion soap
Brother’s wearin’ beads and he smokes a lot of dope
Mama is depressed, barely makes a sound
Daddy’s got a girlfriend in another town

Bob Dylan sings “Like a Rolling Stone”
And time marches on, time marches on

The South moves north, the North moves south
A star is born, a star burns out
The only thing that stays the same is
Everything changes, everything changes

Now sister calls herself a sexy grandma
Brother’s on a diet for high cholesterol
Mama’s out of touch with reality
Daddy’s in the ground beneath the maple tree

As the angels sing an old Hank Williams song
Time marches on, time marches on
Time marches on, time marches on
Yeah, time marches on, time marches on

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