15 Shady Grove

04 That Home Far Away

02 Walk On Boy

Love My Grand Folks Had
Dusty Moats/ Tim Schlesener
28 JAN 2024

V1.
His bib overalls and a pocket watch
On the tractor for every sunrise
Face and hands like leather
Plowing fields in the summer sunshine
He worked the farm from dawn til dusk
Did the best that he knew how
Every moment he spent loving her
Bringing truth to every vow

Chorus
I wish for a love like my grand folks had
Where a worn out ring don’t mean worn out hands
Through the highs and lows, through the slammin’ doors
The kind of love most don’t believe in anymore
I got to witness true love first hand
I want the kind of love my grand folks had

V2
She had a sundress in every color
But his favorite one was blue
Even though the shade had faded
It still fit her good as new
Her love for him is stronger now
Than the day she became his wife
Even through the imperfections
They’d made a wonderful life

Chorus
I wish for a love like our grand folks had
Where a worn out ring don’t mean worn out hands
Through the highs and lows, through the slamming doors
The kind of love most don’t believe in anymore
I got to witness true love first hand
I want the kind of love my grand folks had

Bridge
In an age where nothing’s thrown away
Where marriage lasts forever
No matter how messed up things got
They got through it together

Chorus
I wish for a love like our grand folks had
Where a worn out ring don’t mean worn out hands
Through the highs and lows, through the slammin’ doors
The kind of love most don’t believe in anymore
I got to witness true love first hand
I want the kind of love my grand folks had

I got to witness true love first hand
I want the kind of love my grand folks had




Love My Grand Folks Had (2025) (Remix)

River Path - American Folk Rock

The Spirit We Followed is a melancholic country song about a bond that fades — but never quite disappears.

It’s part of the EP Half Remembered Songs, a collection of quiet songs that explore memory, loss, and the beauty of unresolved emotions.

The song is based on a poem by Barbonus and intimate acoustic textures and a sense of spatial warmth. It lives in that in-between space: between presence and absence, hope and letting go.

04 That Home Far Away

Billy Strings & Don Julin