I'm five years old Its getting cold out, got my big coat on I hear your laugh and look up smiling at you I run and run, past the pumpkin patch, and the tractor rides Look now, the sky is gold I hug...
We loaded up my old station wagon With a tent, a Coleman, and sleeping bags Some fishing poles, a cooler of cokes Three days before we had to be back When you're seven you're in seventh heaven When...