Little Brick Road

There's a little brick road at a place I know A place I call home There's a little brick road at a place I know A place I call home Where I sat down on the stairs for some time Mama took a good look at the lines Underneath my eyes and smiled at me Said, boy you look like you've been Having a rough time Why don't you come in for a while And we'll talk it through Across the little stream is a place I know A village full of dreams Across the little stream is a place I know A place I call home Where I sat down on the stairs for some time Mama took a good look at the lines Underneath my eyes and smiled at me Said, boy you look like you've been Having a rough time Why don't you come in for a while And we'll talk it through Said, boy you look like you've been Having a rough time Why don't you come in for a while And we'll talk it through