straight from my childhood - Lincoln Street, trains, woods, and trips to Klenk's Little Store

Lyrics

Corner Market by Mary Rocap

Got a nickel in my pocket and I’m walking to the store
I’m scared of the old woman who sits behind the door
But she’s the owner of the market – she got everything I want
Got lots of good and plenty, listens to honky-tonk
I buy me some bazooka and it’s time to head back home

I could go back by Lincoln Street got sidewalks it’s a fact
But the longer way is better down beside the railroad tracks
I can hear the engine rumble, lumbering down the line
I’ll wave at the conductor and he’ll make the whistle whine
Sit down under a shade tree til it’s time to head back home

Now momma asks what took so long and where’s my cheese and bread
Don’t tell me you forgot them, you got cotton in your head
She sends me out again, tells me don’t be slow
Truth be told I didn’t mind a second chance to go
Down to that corner market and to head back home again