Sunday Morning Train

[Verse]
There’s a field of daisies by the old barn door,
Where grandpa used to whittle and tell tales of yore,
Sunrise paints the sky with golden hues,
And life feels simpler with these worn-out shoes.

[Chorus]
Take me back to simpler times,
Where love was pure and life was kind,
Hold my hand through wind and rain,
And walk with me down memory lane.

[Verse 2]
Mama’s coffee brewin', you can smell it strong,
Daddy's boots are dusty, he’s been workin' all along,
Sunday morning train rolls by, a whistle in the air,
And all my childhood memories, they take me there.

[Chorus]
Take me back to simpler times,
Where love was pure and life was kind,
Hold my hand through wind and rain,
And walk with me down memory lane.

[Verse 3]
Grandma’s quilt is folded at the foot of my bed,
Each stitch a story she’d lovingly thread,
Brothers playing ball in the summer heat,
While I hummed a tune with bare, muddy feet.

[Chorus]
Take me back to simpler times,
Where love was pure and life was kind,
Hold my hand through wind and rain,
And walk with me down memory lane.

[Verse 4]
Uncle Joe’s harmonica plays a lonesome tune,
Fireflies are dancing under the moon,
Sunday supper calling, we gather ‘round,
Family and faith, where love is found.

[Chorus]
Take me back to simpler times,
Where love was pure and life was kind,
Hold my hand through wind and rain,
And walk with me down memory lane.