Old Man Mark's Last Ride
acoustic country balladLyrics
[Verse]
Forty years he swung that hammer down,
Built up dreams in this mill town,
Washington nights, that cold gray mist,
Old Man Mark won't be missed.
[Verse 2]
Worked those days 'til his back went stiff,
Remembered every nail and every lift,
That sawmill sang his workin' tune,
But he's off to find another moon.
[Chorus]
Old Man Mark, he's finally free,
Gonna leave that kid from the bad memory,
That shithead Marine, always been so mean,
Tonight's the night he'll live his dream.
[Verse 3]
With his old truck, down that winding road,
A suitcase packed with memories he owned,
Leaving behind the sawdust and strife,
He's off to start a brand new life.
[Bridge]
The mill may cry for its lost son,
But Mark's fight is finally done,
Long nights under the Washington sky,
He's seen enough to say goodbye.
[Chorus]
Old Man Mark, he's finally free,
Gonna leave that kid from the bad memory,
That shithead Marine, always been so mean,
Tonight's the night he'll live his dream.