Jody and the Kid
Jody and the Kid: A Timeless Tale of Growing Up
Lyrics
She would meet me in the morning on my way down to the river
Meeting the narrator in the morning on the way to the river.
Waitin' patient by the Chinaberry tree
Waiting patiently near the Chinaberry tree.
With her feet already dusty from the pathway to the levee
Having dusty feet from the pathway to the levee.
And her little blue jeans rolled up to her knees
Wearing little blue jeans rolled up to her knees.
And I'd paid her no attention as she tagged along beside me
The narrator ignoring her presence as she follows along.
Trying hard to copy everything I did
Her attempts to imitate everything the narrator does.
But I couldn't keep from smiling when I'd hear somebody saying
Narrator smiling despite trying not to when people comment on them.
Looky yonder there goes Jody and the kid
People identifying them as "Jody and the kid."
Even after we grew older we could still be seen together
Even in adulthood, they are still seen together.
As we walked along the levee holding hands
Walking along the levee holding hands.
For as surely as the seasons she was changing to a woman
Jody transitioning into womanhood, and the narrator into manhood.
And I'd lived enough to call myself a man
Narrator having enough life experience to consider himself a man.
And she often lay beside me in the coolness of the evening
Jody spending time with the narrator in the evening.
Till the morning sun was shining on my bed
Morning sun shining on the narrator's bed.
And at times when she was sleeping I would smile when I'd remember
Narrator reminiscing with a smile when Jody used to be with him.
How they used to call us Jody and the kid
Recalling the times when they were known as "Jody and the kid."
Now the world's a little older and the years have changed the river
The world changing over time, affecting the river.
'Cause there's houses where they didn't used to be
New houses altering the landscape.
And on Sunday I go walking down the pathway to the levee
Narrator walking on the levee with a new girl on Sundays.
With another little girl that follows me
Another girl following the narrator.
And it makes the old folks smile to see her tag along beside me
Making the old folks smile as the new girl imitates like Jody did.
Doing little things the way her mama did
New girl doing things reminiscent of her mother (Jody).
But it gets a little lonesome when I hear somebody saying
Feeling a bit lonely when people comment on the similarity with Jody.
Looky yonder there goes Jody and the kid
People recognizing the narrator with the new girl as "Jody and the kid."
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