There’s Daddy on the Gravely tractor
Momma with the trowel in her hand
Doin’ the things you do when you just bought
Your first real homestead land…
This used to be the country
Now it’s Nashville, Tennessee…
And that skinny kid on the gravel drive
Yep…that’s me…

At 864…Curtiswood Lane,
That’s this boy’s main claim to fame,
Well I grew up quick and times have changed,
But I’ll never, ever, ever forget…
864… Curtiswood Lane…

Flash forward ten electric years
And the Gray Line Bus Tours come…
For Webb and Ray and Minnie Pearl
And all their rubberneckin’ chums…
That’s me on the ridin’ mower,
Out front for all to see…
Where I smile for tourist cameras
Like Music City royalty…

At 864…Curtiswood Lane,
That’s this boy’s main claim to fame,
Well I grew up quick and times have changed,
But I’ll never, ever, ever forget…
864… Curtiswood Lane…

The current owners tacked on a second floor
And the landscape job looks wrong…
Mom and Dad are both in heaven
But their foundation still stands strong…

At 864…Curtiswood Lane,
That’s this old boy’s main claim to fame,
Well I grew up quick and times have changed,
But I’ll never, ever, ever forget…
864…Curtiswood Lane…
That’s where I first made my name…
Well I grew up fast and times have changed…
But I’ll never, never, never forget…
864…Curtiswood Lane…
864…Curtiswood…Lane….