"Back In Time" lyrics - ROGER COOK

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 classes
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 classes
Played outside 'til the day was done