Jake Bush - Smells Like A Memory

Grandma cookin' my favorite meal
I still remember, and always will
When I could walk inside and feel right at home

Fireworks, Fourth of July
Gunpowder clouds filling up the sky
Lighting that fuse and running like the wind

I go back in time to the good old days
Just hangin' round with the ones who raised
A bunch of kids and a little cain on Sunday
Sittin' at the table with my grandpa
Just listenin' to the way he talks about
How the worlds goin' down the drain
It'll take you back to how things used to be
Smells like a memory

Opening day, little league Fields
Dad and me still feels so real
I can close my eyes, go back in time

Bacon fryin', sunny mornin
Country breeze, all the windows open
House is waking up, with the sunshine

I go back in time to the good old days
Just hangin' round with the ones who raised
A bunch of kids and a little cain on Sunday
Sittin' at the table with my grandpa
Just listenin' to the way he talks about
How the worlds goin' down the drain
It'll take you back to how things used to be
Smells like a memory

Mom's perfume, a single rose
Marlboro red cigarette smoke
Bonfires, friends and fresh cut grass
Things that remind me of the past

I go back in time to the good old days
Just hangin' round with the ones who raised
A bunch of kids and a little cain on Sunday
Sittin' at the table with my grandpa
Just listenin' to the way he talks about
How the worlds goin' down the drain
It'll take you back to how things used to be
Smells like a memory

Written by:
Jacob Bush, Jesse Raub Jr

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