Well the old folks are gone now, homestead turned to weeds
But when I close my eyes, I can still see everything
West Virginia holler, a creaky front porch swing
June and Johnny on the phonograph while me and momma sing
People, places, and songs
The things that make us who we are and tell us we belong
A part of us forever, rocks we build our lives upon
People, places, and songs
I remember all the faces, those who believed in me
And every voice that led to where I was meant to be
Wherever the road takes me, whatever life may bring
They’re the rhythm and the rhyme in every line I sing
People, places, and songs
The things that make us who we are and tell us we belong
A part of us forever, rocks we build our lives upon
People, places, and songs
And when I’ve played my last show, will they sing my life story?
Will I be a face in someone’s memory?
People, places, and songs
The things that make us who we are and tell us we belong
A part of us forever, rocks we build our lives upon
People, places, and songs
People, places, and songs
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Greg Blake Lyrics – People, Places, and Songs