Words & Music by
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Ed Bruce and Phil O'Donnell
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Second day of third grade, Three Oaks Elementary
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She sat in the first row, I was all the way across the room
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It might as well have been the far side of the moon
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I had to get her attention, she wouldn't look at me
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I waited for the bell to ring, and when we went outside for recess
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I put a cricket down the backside of her dress
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Had to take a note home, Mama spanked my butt
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Daddy hugged me, "Son, that's part of growing up"
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You live and learn to give and take
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When to use your strength
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And when you need a gentle touch
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Sometimes it takes patience
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Sometimes a greater store of love
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You learn it growing up
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Andy was my best friend, all the way through high school
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We couldn't wait for Friday night
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We'd chip in change for gas in his car and roam
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One night I was grounded so he went out on his own
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Two o'clock in the morning, I'd just gotten to sleep
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Mama took the call and woke me
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"That was Andy's Daddy on the phone"
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Andy missed that hairpin curve on Levee Road
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Andy loved to run hard, he never buckled up
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Mama held me when I cried growing up
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You live and learn to give and take
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When to pray for strength
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When understanding's not enough
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Look life in the eye
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Even when the road gets rough
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It's not easy growing up
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I can't forget the day she called me home from work
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The pains were getting closer
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She said, "Hon, don't panic, but it's time to go"
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We named him "Andy" for a friend I used to know
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It hit me just this morning, I dropped him off at school
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No great revelation
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I bowed my head and thanked the Lord for all I've got
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Little league and family picnics in the park
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Both our folks are doing well, the circle's filling out
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I treasure every moment; I'm still growing up
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You live and learn to give and take
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Always try to do your best
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And hope that it's enough
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If you don't lose the faith
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You'll always find the love
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It's all part of growing up
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Growing Up
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| Ed Bruce |
