JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff & Jane Decker
JT Woodruff
JT Woodruff
St. Marys, on the ohio
The power plants they glow
They glow and they guide me home
To eureka, such a winding road
The backwater flows
But it's full of chemicals
And every time I return
It's like I'm 9 years old
I remember the old back porch
And the stories that were told
Memories, come to me when the rain drops
Memories, oh oh oh
Memories, I'd like to turn back the clock
Memories, oh oh oh
The green courts
We'd play when it got dark
In belmont's only park
I found the beating of my heart
At the train bridge, after midnight
We'd wait for headlights
Then we'd jump, jump
As our youth took flight
And every time I return
It's like I'm 9 years old
I remember the old back porch
And the stories that were told
Memories, come to me when the rain drops
Memories, oh oh oh
Memories, I'd like to turn back the clock
Memories, oh oh oh
Raindrops was written by JT Woodruff.
I grew up in a small town called St. Marys, West Virginia on the border of the mighty Ohio River. Even though my school, and town were very tiny, I had a loving family and giant dreams. “Raindrops” is about what my friends and I would do late at night, during the summers of my younger years. Man, I...