Roger Cook - Back in Time lyrics

There's a hill over-looking a valley That's where my childhood lies Sometimes at night, my mind takes flight And I travel back in time Those Arkansas hills still call me When the dogwoods and redbuds bloom Fireflies at night, a child's delight My mind travels back in time Life was full of simple pleasures Pocket knives and BB guns Skipping rocks and skipping cla**es Played outside 'til the day was done Dirt roads out in the country Take us on long lazy days Sit by a fishin' hole, with an old cane pole My mind travels back in time Summer days down at the creek Chasin' crawdads and tadpoles Homemade blackberry pie, my oh my My mind travels back in time Life was full of simple pleasures Pocket knives and BB guns Skipping rocks and skipping cla**es Played outside 'til the day was done