1. Franklinville

From the recording How Am I Here?


Lots of woods and family farms
With houses in between
Cedar lakes and big back yards
With oak trees tall and green
And although Philadelphia
Was just an hour away
When I was young my home town
Was mostly where I’d stay

And though I left there long ago
My thoughts meander still
Down to southern New Jersey
To a town called Franklinville

Back in the nineteen-seventies
Those were my teenage years
My hair was long, my jeans were tight
Rock music filled my ears
I learned to throw a football
I learned to drive a car
I learned to roll a number
I learned to play guitar

I may have seen the world since then
But I still get a thrill
Remembering South Jersey
And a town called Franklinville

I fell in love my senior year
I thought she was the one
But when the summer ended
Our love affair was done
So I had to say goodbye
To all the starry lakeside nights
And go and seek my fortune
Beneath the city lights

I’ve tried hard to forget her
But I know I never will
My first love in South Jersey
In a town called Franklinville

Now on many of the family farms
Developments have grown
A super highway passes through
The backyards I had known
And all my childhood memories
Are phantoms in my mind
Just like the phantom fortune
That I’m still trying to find

But there’s a part of me inside
The changing world can’t kill
Born in southern New Jersey
In a town called Franklinville

I may have left there long ago
But my heart beats there still
Down in southern New Jersey
In a town called Franklinville