Joshua Lyrics

Joshua was an old man, his beard like mountain snow
And when I was a boy we'd have jam sessions
I'd sneak off to old Sharptop, with my guitar I would go
When I should have been at school, learnin' my lessons
And he'd sip a little moonshine
And I'd smoke a corncob pipe
And we'd pick all day until our fingers bled
And right around supper time
I'd run home in the night
Just in time to get a whoppin' from my Dad
My friend Joshua tells me that picking wont pay the rent
Well I set out to prove him wrong in time
I dont guess I can recall all the hours that I spent
Just beating on that old flat top of mine
Me and my friend Joshua lord
We must have played them all
And I got to where I could put the old man to shame
I don't guess it ever seemed to bother Josh at all
We still loved to pick 'em just the same
Oh, way back when
He was 65 and I was 10
And I will never be as free again
Oh, way back when
The summer flew by quickly and Josh and I spent our time
Writing words to songs from memories of his past
He'd tell me bout the way it was and I'd find the perfect rhyme
And I couldn't believe how we wrote our songs so fast
I never knew an old man could be so full of life
The love we had was so hard to explain
And I remember how the tears fell when he spoke of his late wife
And I'd give him my 6-string to ease his pain
Oh, way back when
He was 65 and I was 10
And I will never be as free again
Oh, way back when
Instrumental Bridge (Solo): D, F, C, G, D, F, C, G
And then in late November
I knocked on his cabin door, I knocked and knocked but Joshua never came
And I still remember, how he layed there on the floor
And I went home a-cryin' in the rain
Oh, way back when
He was 65 and I was 10
And I will never be as free again
Oh, way back when
Oh, way back when
Oh, way back when