Let me take you down Potrero Lane From a long time ago

I remember sliding down the back of these hills 

On a magic cardboard boat! 

 

We were hopin on patches of sunlight 

heading down to the Shale Slide.  

Gonna fly on our, magic, cardboard ride

     

Funny seeing my Barefeet Jumping, seeing puffs of clouds ‘tween my Toes (we use to)

Tap three times on that tree for good luck

While swinging, on a rope from the trunk

     

Stepping on patches of sunlight  

Just some kids on a country high

I told you I’d do it, but you said I wouldn’t try… 

 

Whispering  secrets and plans were made in a fort by candlelight        

Our Parents never knew all That we did        

They never worried About our lives

 

While we were jumping on patches of sunlight      

heading down to the Shale Slide. Gonna fly on our, magic,

cardboard ride

 

Let’s all go down After it rains and the flowers are blooming in spring 

And never forget from where we came 

On this road, Potrero lane 

 

So, now were, stepping on patches of moonlight

creeping down to the shale slide

we’re never , never too old to try!

 

We Lived on Potrero Lane

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Words and Music by Jena Douglas

Jena Douglas Music

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