Jenrose and the Kentucky Bootleggers: Music

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A song for my mother... my way of saying: "Mom, I'm really glad you got in the pickup truck."

It was 1958 the year she went away to school
Her folks did not approve but she was known to break the rules
She said Mother don’t you make a fuss and Daddy don’t you cry
It’s just that I want to see the world beyond this county line

So she asked her school to send her grades on down to Lexington
When they would not oblige she simply sent them on her own
She said, Nothing here can hold me back, I’m gonna do things on my own
With a little help from that pickup truck that’s coming down the road
With just a little help from that pickup truck that’s coming down the road

So she went on down that country road to see what she could be
And soon she realized that there was so much left to see
She said This old town’s not big enough to hold this small town girl
Never mind about the county line, I’d like to see the world

Well by the age of 23, she’d put herself through school
Had a husband and five children by the age of 32
By the time that she was 39 and raising them alone
She said Maybe I’ll see the world one day…as soon as these kids are grown.
Maybe I’ll see the world one day, just as soon as these kids are grown.

The years went by and one by one those kids all moved away
She was sad to see them go but ready for a change
So now she sends them picture books from Kenya and Peru
And never tries to keep them from the things they’d like to do
And nothing here can hold them back, they’re gonna do things on their own
With a little help from that pickup truck coming down the road

No nothing here can hold us back, we’re gonna do things on our own…
With just a little help from that pickup truck coming down that country road…