Walkin up that hill was like climbin a mountain

From the bus stop after school down on North road

I swear back then it was miles longBut when I see it now it′s like a hundred yards

When you're a child everything just seems so large

Grandpa built that house with his bare hands

Dad and me we′d plant the seeds where his footsteps used to land

What I wouldn't give for him to be here now

Crack a PBR strike a match and smile

I miss those days of old way back when

Summertime felt like forever

Winter came with colder weather

We would sit beside the fireplace in the dark

The only job we had was playin

Learned that Sundays were for prayin

And that if left alone even love can fall apart

I wouldn't be the man I am today to tell the truth

Without that home made house down on Cochrane Avenue

I still get a chill with the smell of fresh cut yellow cedar

Or when I crack that bag of old tobacco I was never supposed to see there

I put on his vest when I go fishing now

Swear he′s on that boat pointin dead heads out

I didn′t know back then but damn

I sure know now

That summertimes dont last forever

They roll on to colder weather

And like a lighting strike we're here and gone again

So hold on tighter listen longer

Till ties that bind can′t get much stronger

Cause you can bet your ass they'll be tested in the end

I wouldn′t be the man I am today to tell the truth

Without that home made house atop of Cochrane Avenue

Summertime felt like forever

Winter came with colder weather

We would sit beside the fireplace in the dark

The only job we had was playin

Learned that Sundays were for prayin

And don't give up on love even when it falls apart

I wouldn′t be the man I am today to tell the truth

Without that home made house down on Cochrane Avenue