Pan Bowl - Sturgill Simpson

I’d give anything to go back

Days I was young

All the way back to Pan Bowl

I sit down on the lakebed

Stare at the sun

Then I’d walk out in the water

Let it cleanse my soul

Spend my days up on Quicksand

There I would play

Wild as a rattlesnake

Right from the start

I’d push August in

Swing all day

Well she was the first girl that ever broke my heart

Miss the days when this old life

Free from all the pain and strife

And all the sorrow it has brung

I’d give anything to go

All the way back to Panbowl

All the way back to days when I was young

Spend my summers hearing stories

Bout the one that got away

On a dock down at Watt’s Bar

Every 4th of July

Uncle Everett was the coolest

Never had a word to say

When he died was the only time

I ever seen papaw cry

Every Sunday we’d go visit

My great-grandma Mary Ann

Lord I cry just thinking

About how good she was to me

My great-grandad Eli

Was a coal-mining man

Not a tooth in his head

But his eyes held the sea

I’d climb up on high-tops

Stare as far as I could see

At the one and only home

My heart has ever known