When I was a little boy Pulled my wagon all through the town Went fishin’ at the mill Got home before the streetlights came on Out behind my house I used to go back to the railroad track Put my ear down on the rail Listen for the train to come back I was almost in my teens Mom and Daddy went their separate ways My brother stayed when we left that day Heading west to find the good old days Good old days, good old days Headin’ West to find the good old days Riding with mommy in her little car Sometimes it feels alright Livin’ in a western town Mommy got me my first guitar Good old days, good old days Headin' West to find the good old days Mommy got me my first guitar