First Soda Pop

One summer daddy loaded us all up 

in the back of his pickup truck

He took us to the river to have a summer picnic all together

It wasn’t very often he could spare the time, he had to work when there was good weather

Mom had picked up some hot dogs and a loaf of bread

I’ll build a fire to roast them on daddy had said

He had made a stop at Burgess’s grocery store

We were all curious and anxious to see what for

So when he came back out of the grocery store door 

We were Anxious to see if we might get something more

He was carrying a case of assorted soda pop to our total surprise 

We squealed in delight because we couldn’t believe our eyes

In Our poor little world, we only had our cheep kool-aid

We couldn’t afford a soda pop we drank what mama made

Daddy set them in the back of the truck with us

You’ll only get one and that’s if you don’t fuss

Be thinking about which flavor you want to drink

As he headed towards the front he gave us a wink

It brings tears to my eyes when I think of it now

It was such a big deal and I don’t know-how

He even afforded to treat us to that case of pop that day

But I can picture myself on the cement park bench and the memory stays

I drank my grape Nehi, as slow as I could

My first taste of soda pop sure was good