Story Behind The Song

One friend mentioned killed in an auto accident a few years later. The other pal really did become a lawyer and me, ...still trying to write a nice song ;>)

Song Description

True story of my friendships and youth.

Lyrics

Living at Seventeen
Copyright 2007,Jeffery A Brown

There?re a lot of dreams when your seventeen, that never see the light of day.

And that?s the heart and soul of living at seventeen.

Pick me up tomorrow and we?ll wile away the day, we?ll investigate this golden wonderland.

Steal my brothers motorbike and we?ll double down to Jims, we?ll hit the gravel pits and climb the biggest hill we can find.

There?s a lot of dreams when your seventeen, that never see the light of day.

But you never give it up, you know your pot of gold is just around the corner.

In a day or two there?ll be something new, to occupy all your time.

And that?s the heart and soul of living at seventeen.

Ride me down to Rosehill let me step out of this place. There?s a gentle breeze a-waiting there to seduce me.

Steal it like a Kodak hold it deep against your heart, and I?ll paste the pages in my memory.

There?s a lot of dreams when your seventeen, that never make the light of day.

God how I hated to sleep and I couldn?t wait to get up in the morning.

Start all over again, I?d pick a day and squeeze it thin.

And that?s the heart and soul of living at seventeen.


You could be a lawyer and I was gonna write a great song. But like the echoed sounds we slowly settled down.

Autumn leaves desperately holding on. Each a dream, each one a song , ?touching down.


There?s a lot of dreams when your seventeen, that never make the light of day.

God how I hated to sleep and I couldn?t wait to get up in the morning.

Start all over again, I?d pick a day and squeeze it thin.

And that?s the heart and soul of living at seventeen.