Bruises fade father father, but the pain remains the same And I still remember how you kept me so afraid Strength is my mother for all the love she gave Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday Once upon a a time there was was a girl In her early years she

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

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 was was born to run Born to run There's an old man sittin' on a a front porch now Talkin' 'bout how it used to be When I was was young I was was a hell of a a man My father father died when I was was ten I hit the road to find a a job Had to feed my family

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

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

Good morning little school girl Sometime I don't know what I'm gonna buy me a a airplane Now who's that coming, yonder? Can I go home with Can I go home with you? Tell your mother and your father father I once was was a schoolboy too Woman, what in this world to

Father forgive me, 'cause I ain't perfect No, no no no Why is everything wrong? Oh I can't get it right, I always try to get it right I bumped Ether, bumped Takeover Seein' Jay and Nas on stage was was hip-hop's makeover And that very day you knew niggas was

You wanna be set apart? Burn all of your art repair the wasteful part I'm a a vampire in a a forest fire Hey! we all gotta keep warm Hey we all gotta keep warm, driving towards the storm Your father father was was a pervert Face down in the dirt He taught you how to

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