38663 is the town where I learned to be

It’s the town where I learned to climb a tree and scrape my knees

I made life-long friends and stayed in playpens

and slide down slides yelling “Weeeeee!”

As I got a little older,

38663 showed me things a little bolder.

So I climbed on roofs

Convinced myself I was bulletproof

All in 38663

Sunday afternoons spent browsing around the square

Crying because sometimes life doesn’t seem fair

This little town taught me all I need to know

And sure, it help me a lot to grow

I broke hearts and got mine broken

Gentle words weren’t always spoken

But all is fair in love and war

And in 38663 I never felt tore

More time has passed and I’ve matured

I’ll miss this place more than I thought I would

Thankful and grateful Ill forever be

To 38663- the town that taught me to pray on my knees.