[ Featuring Free Spirit ]
The scent of leaves in springtime, takes me back when I was young
Rode our horses on the meadow, in the fading eening sun
I hear a Robin singing and I don't feel so alone
It reminds me, It still reminds me
It reminds me of home
Sometimes I go down to the river, just to wander through the pines
And their fragrance in the sunshine, takes me back to better times
Summer breezes in the mountains, had that pungent overtone
I never meant to leave there, and I've been gone too long
Just the thought of going back, keeps me hanging on
And sometimes after midnight, when a lonesome whistle blows
I hear the echo down the valley, by the river swimming holes
Cherished memories of childhood, and the place where they were grown
