honest

  • 專輯:honest
  • 發行:2023-07-10
  • 演唱:Jimmy Brown
字型

作詞:J. Baez

Early, early in the game
I taught myself to sing and play
And use a little trickery
On kids who never favored me
Those were years of crinoline slips
And cotton skirts and swinging hips
And dangerously painted lips
And stars of stage and screen
Pedal pushers, ankle socks
Padded bras and campus jocks
Who hid their vernal equinox
In pairs of faded jeans
And slept at home resentfully
Coveting their dreams
And I look around and I wonder
How the years and I survived
I had a mother who sang to me
An honest lullaby
Yellow, brown and black and white
Our Father, bless us all tonight
I bowed my head at the football games
And closed the prayer in Jesus name
Lusted after football heroes
Tough Pachuco, little Neroes
Forfeiting my A's for zeroes
Futures unforeseen
Spending all my energy
In keeping my virginity
And living in a fantasy
In love with Jimmy Dean
If you will be my king, Jimmy, Jimmy
I will be your queen
I look around and I wonder
How the years and I survived
I had a mother who sang to me
An honest lullaby
Now look at you, you must be growing
A quarter of an inch a day
You've already lived near half the years
You'll be when you go away
With your teddy bears and alligators
Enterprise communicators
All the tiny aviators head into the sky
And while the others play with you
I hope to find a way with you
And sometimes spend a day with you
I'll catch you as you fly
Or if I'm worth a mother's salt
I'll wave as you go by
And if you look around and you wonder
How the years and you'll survive
Honey, you've got a mother who sings to you
Dances on the strings for you
Opens her heart and brings to you
An honest lullaby


      • 專輯:honest
      • 發行:2023-07-10
      • 演唱:Jimmy Brown
      字型

      作詞:J. Baez

      Early, early in the game
      I taught myself to sing and play
      And use a little trickery
      On kids who never favored me
      Those were years of crinoline slips
      And cotton skirts and swinging hips
      And dangerously painted lips
      And stars of stage and screen
      Pedal pushers, ankle socks
      Padded bras and campus jocks
      Who hid their vernal equinox
      In pairs of faded jeans
      And slept at home resentfully
      Coveting their dreams
      And I look around and I wonder
      How the years and I survived
      I had a mother who sang to me
      An honest lullaby
      Yellow, brown and black and white
      Our Father, bless us all tonight
      I bowed my head at the football games
      And closed the prayer in Jesus name
      Lusted after football heroes
      Tough Pachuco, little Neroes
      Forfeiting my A's for zeroes
      Futures unforeseen
      Spending all my energy
      In keeping my virginity
      And living in a fantasy
      In love with Jimmy Dean
      If you will be my king, Jimmy, Jimmy
      I will be your queen
      I look around and I wonder
      How the years and I survived
      I had a mother who sang to me
      An honest lullaby
      Now look at you, you must be growing
      A quarter of an inch a day
      You've already lived near half the years
      You'll be when you go away
      With your teddy bears and alligators
      Enterprise communicators
      All the tiny aviators head into the sky
      And while the others play with you
      I hope to find a way with you
      And sometimes spend a day with you
      I'll catch you as you fly
      Or if I'm worth a mother's salt
      I'll wave as you go by
      And if you look around and you wonder
      How the years and you'll survive
      Honey, you've got a mother who sings to you
      Dances on the strings for you
      Opens her heart and brings to you
      An honest lullaby

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