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Song Information:

My Americana version of an Olde English Ballad. You probably wouldn't believe that I actually *cut* 8 verses to get to this length. Congratulations to those that make it to the end!

Song Lyrics:

Jimmy drive to town
In Daddys pick-up truck
But Daddys dead
So hes the man today

Going to the county fair
To try his luck,
Only trouble is
hes got his mother and his sister

and when he buys his ticket
the lady calls him mister

Jesse sees her friends
And takes off like a shot
Jimmy cries out meet me later,
At the ferris wheel by 10.

Done with school and hungry
To be in the world alone
Responsibility
Six syllables, no guarantee

Mamas got a bake-off
with her famous cherry pie

Its a sudden independence
Its stubble in the mirror
Like rain between the clouds
Or a crack in a whiskey glass
growin ups growin old
real fast

Jimmy wanders round
ignores the carnies pleas
sets his sites on nothin
hes blowin with the breeze

A voice cries out his name
its a scene he should avoid
its lester banks & friends
in the back of his 4 X 4

theyre all getting high
and sucking down Jim Beam

Its a pull he cant ignore
though God knows that he should,
But nights like this are rare
as this scarlet sunset

feeling little pain
the night unfolds its mystery
till Lester asks bout jesse
shes causin quite a stir in me

When Jimmy checks his watch
its almost 10:15

Its that sudden independence
its daddy leavin home
like a leaky roof repaired
or a firm break with the past
Growin ups growin old real fast.

Jimmy takes off on a bead
shes always been on time
her friends are up ahead
waitin on line

They say they left her at the bug
about a 1/2 hour ago
shes probably at the duck pond
its her favorite game, you know

And it sounds just like a bad line
from a bad picture show

Jimmy trips away
whiskey in his brain
passes by the bake-off
the whiff of pie remains

till Jimmy hears a noise
behind the trailer row
its Jesse on the ground
her shirt ripped, now he knows

the sky, the stars, his fog-
shes cryin as she lay

Its a sudden independence
a gathering of days
like shooting pool with strangers or tossing a perfect cast
growin ups growin old
real fast

Jimmy doesnt say a word
as he helps her from the dirt
sees two legs runnin fast
retreat into the night

Jesse (Jimmy) spots him behind the wild mouse
smokin without a care
their eyes meet
like two spotlights
the charge is in the air

theres no place to run
and he cant hide

Its a straight course Jimmy sees
there aint a curve in sight
the roller coaster racket
is a comfort in the night

Jimmy reaches in his pocket
feels reassured
its the one thing Daddy left him
its shiny but its got curves

The smell of cotton candy
calms his nerves

Its the depths of independence
a choice
thats not a choice
the deed first
then the thought
your name in the nightly newscast
growin ups
growin old
real fast