Saturday, October 24, 2015






Lunch Pail Dad and a Casserole Mom
Walt Sample

He walked to work along the trout river trail
Bologna and bread in his silver lunch pail
Only rainbows he ever chased swam below the dam
God family country a small town livin’ Dad

She spoke soft words but swung a stiff broom
Patched my play clothes and healed my wounds
But her world never reached beyond the pine valley dawn
God family country a small town livin’ Mom

Lunch pail Dad and a casserole Mom
Lots of love but no dreams beyond
A two story home in a one light town

Didn’t want to leave but I had to find out
What the rest of the world was about
Packed my things and kissed both goodbye

I sailed my thumb over the concrete sea
Turned out the city wasn’t built for me
Went back home and sunk my roots in the trout river sand
God family country a small town livin’ man

Now I’m a lunch pail man with a casserole wife
Lovin’ every minute of my simple life
A one story home in a two light town

Spent a couple years findin’ out
What the rest of the world was about
Came back home and kissed ‘em both hello

Now I’m a lunch pail man with a casserole wife
Lovin’ every minute of my simple life

Now I’m a lunch pail man with a casserole wife
Lovin’ every minute of my simple life 

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