 ¶ There ain't never been no cane to grind ¶ The cotton's all gone ¶ And you know this Chevrolet pickup truck ¶ She was something back in the 60s ¶ Now there ain't nobody listening to her ¶ Cause they all think it's crazy ¶ This old porch just a long time waiting and forgetting ¶ And remembering the coming back ¶ Not crying about the leaving ¶ And remembering the falling down and the laughter ¶