I wrote this for myself and for the security a good tree climb can provide anyone growing up. But I'll always remember an older grizzled guy I didn't know, sitting at a table one morning in the San Gregorio General Store, who listened to this one and had some buckets of tears to share throughout. He later told me how through hearing the words, he relived many of his precious days growing up. Now I smile and cry with him every time.
Lyrics
Above The Creek
- by David Elias
They told me kids were to be seen and not to speak
I heard those wise words once or twice a week
Come Saturday I’d find my hand in cheek
In the ash up on that hill above that creek
And those desperados chased me through the corn
Savages were taking me by storm
And just as things were getting rather bleak
I’m in the ash up on that hill above that creek
And those memories come take me don’t go crying
Tragedy forsake me you’ll be dying
So if imaginary friends don’t come to play
You’re feeling kind of lonesome in the day
The strong arms that will hold you when you’re weak
Are in the ash up on that hill above that creek
