Lyrics Children of Children.lrc Jason Isbell
[id: pwrvimtl]
[ar: Jason Isbell]
[al: Something More Than Free]
[ti: Children Of Children]
[length: 05:50]
[00:14.09]Pictures of the farm before us
[00:17.05]Old men in a gospel Sephia and saddle horses
[00:23.57]Easy on the reins
[00:26.92]‘81 a motor in your
[00:30.19]Mama’s 17 again
[00:33.24]She’s squinting at the dusty wind
[00:36.44]The anger of the plains
[00:53.40]You and I were almost nothing
[00:56.52]Pray to God that God was bluffing
[00:59.80]17 ain’t old enough to reason with the pain
[01:06.37]How could we expect to stay in love
[01:10.72]When neither knew the meaning of the difference of sacred and profane
[01:21.16]I was riding on my mother’s hip, she was shorter than the corn
[01:34.10]All the years I took from her, just by being born.
[02:12.45]Didn’t mean to break the cycle
[02:15.22]At 17 I went by Michael
[02:18.62]No one ever called by my own name anyway
[02:25.29]Half full generations
[02:27.71]Living all these expectations
[02:31.03]Giving way to one, late to have a baby on the way
[02:38.52]You were riding on your mother’s hip she was shorter than the corn
[02:51.62]All the years you took from her, just by being born.
[03:11.42]Year of Release: 2015