Back in '41 you met a brown eyed boy who called you pretty
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He'd walk everyday a couple miles out of his way to hold your hand and keep you company
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Your mama said don't call it love at 14
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But sitting on that front porch swing
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He gave you his picture in a locket that you wore around your neck
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Left it right beside your heart so you would not forget
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The way it felt when he held your hand
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And you swore that you would never take it off
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And the butterflies you felt said it all
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You were falling with a boy inside your locket
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Back in '43 your brown eyed boy went over seas and had to leave town for a little while
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He swore he'd marry you as soon as the war was through, you would be his wife
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Standing in the pouring rain
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You cried as you watched him ride away
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But everyday
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You had his picture in a locket that you wore around your neck
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Left it right beside your heart so you would not forget
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The way his kiss tasted on your lips
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And everyday felt like a lifetime with him gone
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And you prayed that God would bring him safely home
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'Cause you made a promise to the boy inside your locket
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Oh, 60 years you two had together and he's been gone for a couple now
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And it breaks my heart to see you struggle to remember
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And I've been writing all your memories down
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And I stopped by today to read a couple pages
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Grandma, you sure look pretty
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And you smile that smile, the one I haven't seen in quite a while
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And you said to me, I want you to keep
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His picture in a locket that I wore around my neck
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The one I left beside my heart so I would not forget
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The greatest love and the greatest man I've ever known
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But it's getting time for me to head on home
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She said, that brown eyed boy is waiting and I don't wanna keep him long
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Heaven is calling, and she said, my heart is longing
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For the boy inside your locket
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The Locket
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| Lauren Alaina |
