We’ve all seen these places, that just seem to have been lost in time
The new four lane highway came along, and it just passed it by

As I sit here alone and gaze down this lonely empty overgrown lane
In my mind I can envision years ago, when it wasn’t near the same

I see that time so many years ago, that have flown by us now
When the empty buildings were bustling with people in this little town

The old Opry House had a packed house at the show on Saturday night
While the little corner drug store was busy dipping ice cream they liked

Yes, it is sad these lost little towns are idle and just left to fade away
While their wooden sidewalks and painted store windows have yet to decay

It’s as if the wood sidewalks and painted store windows refuse to let go and die

Almost as if they are begging for help for revival, from strangers who pass bye

But as we know, life goes on, and the progress, I know it will never stop
I just hope my grandkids will one day see, this old Opry House and corner soda shop

From My World to Yours,
Bob Baker

Labor Day is more important than most will ever see
People don’t care why, it’s just a day off work it seems

Well it’s a day to celebrate the laborers that are the backbone of this land
The ones that get their hands dirty and all day on their feet they stand

These are the people that built this great land with hard work and sweat of their brow
And managed to get out production when needed working long hard hours somehow

They will always be the strength and heart of this great land that we all enjoy
Building cars and houses or maybe even your child’s favorite Christmas toy

Yes the one with strong arms and dirty callused hands is the true hero I admire
And to think they are sometimes be looked down upon by the ones educated higher

So we all to need to remember that without labor, this country would not exist
So I promise to stand and defend their honor, with heart and soul and fist

From My World to Yours,
Bob Baker

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There used to be a time in history when adults could work their differences out
They could talk, maybe duel, then shake hands and walk away without a scream or shout

Then someone decided we needed politicians, to tell us all what we should do
Because everyone knows these officials know better what’s best for me and you

Then they got their buddies to go get law degrees, this would help us all you see
And for a fee they would use big words and determine who’s right , is it you or is it me

So then we had our politicians who got an office and managed to stay there for life
And lawyers to create legal decisions with big words that only they can understand or write

Yes, our life went to hell in a hurry with these two anointed groups
Politicians bickering with each other with lawyers waiting for someone to sue

Yes, if we want to make our life a lot more simple and live a happier life today
A good start would be setting term limits for politicians and getting lawyers out of the way

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

Watching the news again last night, the same as I often do

Listening to what our politicians are doing to help me and you

I learned that inflation is coming down and we are all in good shape

And all we have to do is vote for them again and just sit back and wait

We will see how good things will be if we just listen, and with them agree

With new policy it no longer get hot in July or cold in December this you will see

We no longer need our gas guzzling cars to go on that vacation trip

Or that terrible gas stove to cook breakfast eggs or supper shrimp

No, we just need to remember to do as we are told and not cause a fuss

Because we all know our politicians are smarter and will do what’s best for us

I’m not sure where it’s all going and I guess we’ll just have to wait and see

But just for safety sake you might want bow your head and get down on your knees

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

Some us still live in the small town, the one where we were raised

While others have moved on to places, where others would be amazed

Some of us grew up on the city streets of a big city full of people on the go

While others played on a Main Street with nothing special to really show

I grew up in that little town where everyone knew your name

Where every Saturday the kids all gathered and did just the same

We rode our bikes downtown to the soda fountain, that’s no longer there

And paid a nickel at the State Theater for popcorn, that we had to share

I will always remember the site of new bikes at the Western Auto on display

And the feeling of getting a new gun and holster with caps ready to play

One day my wife and I chose to move back to that little town that we call home

To raise our daughter in a place where we felt she was safe to get out and roam

Though things have changed in this small town as they always do over time

I still see these stores in my mind Harper’s, Ferran’s, Acie’s and Vincent’s Five and Dime

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

This always seems to happen to us all when we grow up from our youth

Our mind begins to get cluttered with life and that’s the unfortunate truth

When we were young and we were carefree, we had experiences beyond belief

Our problems that came to us each day were minor and most were very brief

The biggest issue that we faced were a skinned knee or maybe flat tire on our bike

Or maybe having to build up nerve to call the girl in our class that we really liked

But as we grow older and into adults and we struggle through our daily grind

We need to just slow down a little and remember our youth, and times we left behind

As I witnessed the smile of joy today on my granddaughter’s face as it beamed

There couldn’t be a better time for them than there with Dad, eating ice cream truck ice cream

So, take a little time each day to reminisce about your youth and maybe with a little luck

You again, may enjoy the sounds and flavors of your childhood at an ice cream truck

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

The other day I was killing time watching the tree limbs in the breeze gently sway

When I noticed an old box of photographs that long ago had been stored away

I don’t know what drove me to dig the box out and spread it out on the bedroom floor

But I’m sure glad I did because that box held a lifetime of smiles for me, that’s for sure

There were photos of family members I didn’t remember or maybe even know

Pictures of toddlers and Moms in Easter dresses with their Easter baskets there in tow

I saw pictures of my father and his army buddies dirty and tired during the war

They were smiling and appeared to be waiting for what next for them, was in store

Pictures of our dining table my young bride prepared for our first meal as a new team

That folding table and chairs with candles was more beautiful than I could ever dream

And then there were the memories with our daughter as she continued to grow

Her smiles and how proud we always were through those photos will always show

Yes, I got back some precious memories of special times of love and laughter of my youth

And I can’t be thankful enough for the wonderful life I’ve had and that’s the solemn truth

From My World to Yours,

 Bob Baker

I woke up this morning with a song from my past playing in vividly my head 

I got in my truck and turned up the song as I drove down the road ahead 

This song it brought back memories of a special time in my younger years 

Ever since that time years ago, this song, it’s been embedded in my ears 

What makes a song stay with us and return unexplained time to time 

And bring with it the vivid image of that special time and place in our mind 

We all have these songs that bring back visions every time that special one we hear 

Might be of that first date or that night making love on the beach with someone dear

The memories that are projected by that special song can never be explained 

When you combine a song and special time its etched forever there in your brain 

So just turn up the music and enjoy this magical ride traveling back into your past  

I just remember about how at that time, you wished that special time would forever last 

From My World to Yours, 

Bob Baker 

I saw a drawing and the effect on me at the time I was unaware

But the vision of what it said has since followed me everywhere

This piece of beautiful art wasn’t a Picasso masterpiece

Or from Salvador Dali or the Mona Lisa, not at all, don’t you see

This little drawing told a most valuable lesson of how to live our life

Without even a word written or spoken to me that night

But it resonated like nothing else and will change the way we live life it seems to me

The art work had our eyes connected to our heart instead of our brain you see

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

Staring from my porch watching the rain through the early morning light 

As it came down through the trees and the meadow was such a peaceful site

I couldn’t help but notice how the trees and grass suddenly were bright green 

With the dust of the dry hot days washed away and leaves left with a bright sheen 

The rain to trees and plants are the nourishment they need to flourish and survive 

Much like the love of a companion that provides drive and purpose to us in our life  

We all need that someone that like the rain gives us strength to grow and endure 

Through the dry times in our lives when our mind fills with dust and we feel insecure

Some of us are fortunate enough to have that someone always there at hand 

While others have seen theirs drift away like the desert’s blowing sand 

Whether yours is standing there with you today or just a precious memory of the past 

The effect like the rain has on the trees and grass the support and memories will forever last

From My World to Yours, 

Bob Baker 

I went to the mailbox looking for some good news I thought would arrive today

I am waiting on my PCH million dollar winnings I might have won I heard the TV say

Now I don’t think the TV spokesman would be dishonest and lie to me

Because I ordered the magazine subscription that they presented to improve my chances, don’t you see

The email said I was a finalist and needed to watch the mail

I called the bank and told them to get ready for a surprise of which I cannot tell

I think I might go ahead and buy me a new boat or maybe even a new sports car

Because I feel for sure my check’s in the mail and by next week I’ll be living like a big time movie star

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

Some go through life taking most things in stride
While others choose to live with humor and joy all wrapped up inside

I never understood why people choose to always be unhappy and sad
When it is just as easy to spend your time being thankful and glad

I look at each day as a blessing to cherish and hold
To look at life with laughter instead of bitter and cold

Not everything we touch in life goes according to plan
But we play the cards we are dealt and hope for a better hand

I’ve never seen a situation where a bad attitude helped you to win
But possibilities are endless with a light hearted outlook and grin

So I will close my eyes tonight and be thankful for the joy in my life
While others will lay awake fighting drama and sorrow under the bedside light

When the morning sun arises again the choice will be yours
Wake up cheerful and happy or face a day hard to endure

From My World to Yours,
Bob Baker

While driving down this lonely backwoods road today

I came upon a pitiful site there in the left side right of way

A lady was sitting on an old homemade pink wooden bench

Just staring at the faded flowers and cross next to the trench

The bench it was flacking, and paint it was severely worn

The flowers were all faded and ribbon, it was all frayed and torn

I couldn’t help but think to myself how long it had been in place

Or how many times in her life she had come to visit this same space

Was it a child that was lost in a tragic accident or someone else that she loved

Did she come here everyday of her life to ask why of the Lord above

Maybe it was just her quite place that gave her hope and solemn peace

Just sitting under the oak tree staring at faded flowers of blue and green

We all have our special way of dealing with tragedy that we don’t understand

Hers was talking to the faded flowers and roadside cross that behind them stands

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

The New Year is now upon us, another has come and gone 

As I sit and look over the hillside at this first New Year dawn 

The one thing that stands out at me is nothing much has changed 

The trees all look the same and brush hasn’t been rearranged 

Why does everyone get so excited about this day I dare question 

People go out and drink too much then wake sick with indigestion  

Now if when New Year arrived it made my debts or problems go away 

I would be the first to dance with drink in hand and guzzle it away 

Unfortunately that doesn’t happen, and my life will go on just the same 

And I won’t make resolutions about things and habits that I’ll never change 

So I will start the first day of this year the same as years in the past 

And pray that I just make it all the way through until this year’s last 

From My World to Yours, 

Bob Baker 

I was folding clothes from the dryer just now 

When something hit me that is a major problem for me somehow 

Just then I suddenly noticed something was just not the same 

All of my underwear and socks were old with holes and that’s such a shame  

No new socks and underwear for Christmas, I just don’t understand 

I didn’t even get a single damn pair out of Santa Clause’s hand 

Now I have two choices to deal with in my simple life 

Go buy some myself or maybe I can ask a favor of my wife 

I don’t know where you actually buy these things since there was never a need to know 

Since for Christmas each and every year I knew I was always good to go 

Well, guess I’ll put on a pair of socks a hole in the toe and drawers with a hole in the ass 

And go to Walmart or Target and stock up for myself and better do it real fast  

From My World to Yours, 

Bob Baker 

So, the other day the Doctor told me I need to exercise some more 

But I really find exercising every day to be such a terrible bore 

So I asked the good Doctor what did he personally recommend 

And he said for me to ride a bike, walk or maybe start to swim 

I started my search for something that was of interest to me 

It couldn’t be real hard or hot and make me sweat don’t you see 

If I decided to swim at the Y people probably have peed in the pool 

And if I put on speedo people would laugh and I’d look like a pervert or fool 

No, swimming I don’t see working for me or very good fit 

But walking may be OK, hell I can stop and take a rest every little bit 

Then I started thinking about maybe buying me one of these fancy new bikes  

That seems like something fun and not too hard to do that I might really like

So I bought me a bike and one of those outfits with a helmet and tight-fitting shorts 

And took off looking good in my shorts for a long ride around the town lake shore 

You know this exercise stuff, if my crotch doesn’t chafe it ain’t all that damn bad 

But if the battery on this electric bike dies and I have to pedal I will be extremely mad 

From My World to Yours, 

Bob Baker 

Gazing over the meadow with the morning dew around

Taking in the peacefulness of morning without a single sound

There is nothing more relaxing to me than watching the sun arise

Whether the morning sky is blue or the clouds the sun it hides

Some of awake each day to the view of mountains or an open field

While others start their day surrounded by buildings of brick and steel

I have awaken on a mountain stream, country meadow and on Time Square

And to me it doesn’t matter where you are morning is peaceful everywhere

I never can seem to get enough of the morning air at the peak of dawn

And the view of this meadow that will come to life when the dew is gone

Some go to a relaxing spa to help their daily problems fade and to escape

But to me the time I cleanse my mind is gazing at a peaceful morning landscape

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

I was with a group of people just the other day

When I was told by someone there be careful what you say

You see some people today are offended if you use the wrong word or term

They will get real mad and cry if you disagree with what they learned

They say you must use certain pronouns to fit in with society today

That can be a problem since I don’t know what pronoun I can say

You see I wasn’t that good in school and English that’s for sure

So I’m not sure what a pronoun does and a lesson I can’t endure

I really don’t understand why people today always get so upset

They act like little children when offended and break out in a sweat

So, all I have to say to this is If I use the wrong pronoun and you I offend

Grow up and get a life, because I really don’t care and won’t until the end

From My World to Yours,

Bob Baker

As I sit here this morning in the comfort of my home
Just watching the news tell me about what is going on

They are talking about a tragic shooting in another state
And about how some are claiming racism on this special day

I don’t see Thanksgiving as a day for politics or a big political fight
Just as a special day for us all to be thankful for all the things in our life

To me it’s not a day to be thankful for that boat or that new car
But a day to give thanks for those special memories you’ve had in life so far

The memories of fun times with family and friends you’ve had along the way
The roof over your head that keep the cold and rain off of you today

It’s about giving thanks to the people on the front protecting our way of life
So you and I can enjoy our daily life and sleep in peace tonight

It’s about our founding fathers who fought and sacrificed life and limb
To create a land of freedom and never gave up even when things were grim

Yes Thanksgiving to me is one of my favorite days and it’s not about the meal
It’s about how we enjoy life with family in a country that is the greatest still

From My World to Yours,
Bob Baker
www.bobbaker.net