Cheryl wheeler 75 septembers lyrics

In the year of the yellow cab

 Shadow of the great world war

 The third kid grandmom had

 Came into this world

 On a rolling farm in Maryland

 When Wilson was the president

 As summer blew her goodbye through the trees

 

 A child of changing times

 Growing up between the wars

 Fords rolled off the lines

 And bars all closed their doors

 and I imagine you back then

 With snap brim hat and farmer's tan

 Where horses drew their wagons through the fields

 

 Now the fields are all four lanes

 and the moon's not just a name

 Are you more amazed at how things change

 Or how they stay the same

 And do you sit here on this porch and wonder

 How the time flies by

 Or does it seem to barely creep along

 With 75 Septembers come and gone

 

 Were the fields all gold and fawn

 Was the spring house dark and cool

 Did the rooster crow at dawn

 When they got you up for school

 And would you tell me once again

 The tales of granddad's hired men

 And how they drove the old dirt road to town

 

 Cause now the fields are all four lanes

 And the moon's not just a name

 Are you more amazed at how things change

 Or how they stay the same

 And do you sit here on this porch and wonder

 How the times flies by

 Or does it seem to barely creep along

 With 75 Septembers come and gone

 

 In the year of the yellow cab

 Shadow of the great world war