75 Septembers Lyrics

 In the year of the yellow cab
 Shadow of the great world war
 The third kid grandmom had
 Came into this world
 On a rolling farm in Maryland
 When Wilson was the president
 As summer blew her goodbye through the trees
 
 A child of changing times
 Growing up between the wars
 Fords rolled off the lines
 And bars all closed their doors
 and I imagine you back then
 With snap brim hat and farmer's tan
 Where horses drew their wagons through the fields
 
 Now the fields are all four lanes
 and the moon's not just a name
 Are you more amazed at how things change
 Or how they stay the same
 And do you sit here on this porch and wonder
 How the time flies by
 Or does it seem to barely creep along
 With 75 Septembers come and gone
 
 Were the fields all gold and fawn
 Was the spring house dark and cool
 Did the rooster crow at dawn
 When they got you up for school
 And would you tell me once again
 The tales of granddad's hired men
 And how they drove the old dirt road to town
 
 Cause now the fields are all four lanes
 And the moon's not just a name
 Are you more amazed at how things change
 Or how they stay the same
 And do you sit here on this porch and wonder
 How the times flies by
 Or does it seem to barely creep along
 With 75 Septembers come and gone
 
 In the year of the yellow cab
 Shadow of the great world war