Growing Up In Heaven | Jay Kaje

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A nostalgic look back at growing up in a textile mill village in the south. Starts gently and builds into power ballad by the end.

Jay Kaje vocals and guitar
Ted Davis guitar and bass

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About the artist

Jay Kaje is an independent songwriter and recording artist. BMI

Lyrics


Verse1:
Once upon a time in Caroline
There was a small town where you didn’t have to lock your doors at night
Kids could play outside and their mama knew it’d be all right
It felt like heaven

Chorus1:
Like growing up in heaven
A story by Mark Twain
Growing up in heaven
Fishing poles, bare feet, and grass stains
The mill by the river was its flesh and bone
The church on the hill was its heart and soul
An old school house, a company store
A two pump gas station and not much more
Growing up in heaven

Verse2:
We went to church on Sunday morning and the seats were filled
Everything was closed even quiet at the cotton mill
It might seem like a fairy tale but this place was real
It felt like heaven

Chorus repeat

Bridge:
I want to go back home, but I know I can’t
Open that old screen door and see my mom and dad
Waiting for me, for me

Chorus2:
There in heaven
A story by Mark Twain
Growing up in heaven
Fishing poles, bare feet, and grass stains
The mill by the river was its flesh and bone
The church on the hill was its heart and soul
An old school house, a company store
A two pump gas station and not much more
I grew up in heaven