When I was a small girl of seven
I lived in the country. That’s all I knew then
Daddy would drive mama to the Terlton grocery store
All of us kids could only watch as mama went through the door
He would take her to the store when mama needed a few staples
Daddy liked waking up to mamas biscuits on the table
In our small town, the population was about 98 persons
We made up a significant portion of that number, give or take one
We all knew each other, though we didn’t talk a lot
If something happened and we needed them, they’d be there on the spot
Our closest neighbors often talked across the fence. My parents knew them well
It seemed they ended up conversing every week. Guess that’s how I could tell
In our small town, it was all dirt streets
Dirty faced children chasing each other in bare feet
There’s a lot to be said about raising children in a small town
The country air, the hillside, and the sense of security, that’s what I found
When I was seven and lived in a small town
