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    "That Ol' Barn"genre: Country General
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    A true story of my Grandfather's barn and the magical childhood memories of the farm.
    CD: Take It To Heart
    Credits: Words & Music by David W. Folsom

    Story Behind the Song
    It took me about 5 years to write this song in 5 minutes. Years before, at the farm, the smell of clover drifted on the summer breeze, and I said to my cousin, "Someday I'll write a song about this farm." Years later, as I was putting on a new pair of leather gloves, the smell brought back the memories of saddles and hay, and thus came the first line of the song. The rest of the song practically wrote itself.

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    That Ol’ Barn copyright 1989 D.W. Folsom

    The smell of leather
    The smell of hay
    We saddled up the horses on a warm summer day
    And rode across the fields of our Grandfather’s farm
    Just to race each other back to that ol’ barn

    Up in the hayloft
    We used to play
    Swingin’ on a rope and landing in the hay
    Those memories will never lose their charm
    There was magic in that ol’ barn

    That ol barn still stands
    The labor of my own Grandfather’s hands
    And for miles down the road
    In a sunset of gold
    You can see the silhouette of Grandpa’s farm
    Two silos, a house and that ol’ barn

    On Friday evenings
    You could hear the band
    I thought I was in heaven when I held Mary’s hand
    We danced all night to that sweet country charm
    Makin’ memories in that ol’ barn

    That ol barn still stands
    The labor of my own Grandfather’s hands
    And for miles down the road
    In a sunset of gold
    You can see the silhouette of Grandpa’s farm
    Two silos, a house and that ol’ barn

    Time has a way of changing everything
    And years have come and gone since I was there
    Now overgrown with weeds, the boards are warped and grey
    The hinges rusted way beyond repair

    The smell of clover
    The smell of rain
    I wander through the open doors, a child, once again
    Someday it may fall, but time cannot harm
    All the memories of that ol’ barn

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