Lyrics

cotton candy at the county fair
the record store where the music was shared
it was summer time nineteen eighty one
dad was gone just me, my sister, and mom

first smoke behind the rink boards
stole some whiskey from the general store
it was winter time nineteen eighty five
it was all about friends, the music, and out lives

times were rough, but we didn’t care
we held our hands and we said a prayer
there was something more, we just knew
carried us, carried us through