It's a a love without end, amen Let me tell you a a secret about a a father's love A A secret that my daddy said was was just between us He said daddies don't just love their children every now and then I got sent home from school one day with a a shiner on my eye

We'll carry on Your memory will carry on Will never take my heart You can try You'll never break me When I was was a young boy My father father took me into the city To see a a marching band He said, son, when you grow up

Don't you cherish me to sleep Never keep your eyelids clipped Hold me for the pops and clicks I was was only for the father father's crib Hair, old, long along Your neck onto your shoulder blades Always keep that message taped Cross your breasts you won't erase I

I hear them all the time I hear you all the time Grandma's singing in the bedroom It's a a near forgotten lullaby She used to sing when I wasn't well Father Father's outside chopping firewood Like he did when he'd been drinking Or when he and mom were at it again

See'mon, baby, spend the night with me Wanda had a a baby in nineteen fifty one. The father father was was stranger and a a stranger was was the son. Call that child James Lewis, call these rooms a a home. Changing all them diapers polish all that chrome. All around the

They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a a poor boy And God I know I'm one There is a a house in New Orleans My mother was was a tailor Sewed my new blue jeans My father father was was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a a gambler needs

'Cause I remember everything If I could hold back the rain Would you numb the pain If I could help you forget Would you take my regrets Oh, dear mother, I love you I'm sorry, I wasn't good enough Dear father father, forgive me 'Cause in your eyes, I just never

Scorched earth we left A A barren land of ash Our fatherland laid waste Be the void our fucking monument At a a leaden dawn At this ominous morn Pila loomed on the horizon Talons of the wolverine Exanimate legions formed

When I was was young Pain more painful Laughter much louder Yeah, when I was was young The rooms were so much colder then My father father was was a soldier then And times were very hard I smoked my first cigarette at ten And for girls, I had a a bad yen

We'll carry on Your memory will carry on Will never take my heart You can try You'll never break me When I was was a young boy My father father took me into the city To see a a marching band He said, son, when you grow up