Testo Through The Walls

There's a song from yesterday It's a song my daddy use dto play On the front porch Or in the kitchen Late at night In my room when I was young To be awake made me the lucky one I heard the music that made up my life Through the walls A child was listening To that lonesome guitar cry And through it all I keep on wishing I could hear him sing that rock-a-bye Through the walls And when I'm feeling lost and lonely I just close my eyes Through the walls A child is listening For that lonesome guitar cry And through it all I keep on wishing I could hear him sing that rock-a-bye Through the walls I heard the music that made up my life