As I look around me at unfamiliar faces my mind goes back to my boyhood days
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And the lust and the crazy far off places
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Oh the simple country boy to a life of disgrace
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I was raised on a farm way down in Louisiana down where the sweet magnolias grow
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Just me and Mud and mama and papa little blue eyed Judy who lived down the road
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I got Judy in trouble in the early days of summer
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Oh she and mama cried and begged me not to go
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Later on someone told me Mud and Judy got married
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And they had a little girl with hair shining gold
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I drank and I gambled and I knew many women I lived too fast for a boy just 21
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And then one night I shot a man in Reno the very first time I had ever far to go
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Mud came to see me last Sunday morning
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He said Judy and the baby were waiting outside
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His eyes filled with tears when I asked about mama
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He said mama's heart's been broken she just laid down and died
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I hear a cell door open soon it will be over I'll have to pay for the wrongs I have done
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To Mud and Judy and mama and papa
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And I'll hope you'll remember this when you're 21
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And I'll hope you'll remember this when you're 21
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When You're 21
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| Claude King |
