Country Songs

I grew up with a few chores and many more toys,
Playing in the streets, a Montana city boy,
The radio up when I was down, 'cause what else can you do?
Some time back, my radio sent country music to the rescue.
The beat slows me down if I'm moving too fast.
Distraught or angry, guitar helps me relax.
Now the words to that music recall days gone by.
I'm glad that it happened. I still don't know why.

I sit back and listen, wondering how
Music I didn't listen to then
Has become the soundtrack to my past now.