Rochester (iTunes Session)-Mat Kearney

歌手 : Mat Kearney

专辑 : iTunes Session (iTunes专辑)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:06

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TXT Rochester (iTunes Session)-Mat Kearney 文本歌词

Rochester (iTunes Session) - Mat Kearney

I was born in Rochester

To a bookmaking man

Had a fake cigar shop

With the games on in the back

See them coming and going

Let them ride on thoroughbreds

Police chief from town hall wondering what was the spread

I carried rich mens bag through the brow

Trying to chase down a little white ball

I learned that any soft place wasn't good for me at all

Daddy came home fired up looking for some sort of release

He beat the hell out of Timmy Timmy beat the hell out of me

I would hop the fence out to this government field

Run until there was nothing more to feel

Lying there watching planes just disappear

Knowing one day I'm gonna fly on out of here

Well that same police chief came knockin' my first freshman day

Put my daddy in handcuffs and his picture on the front page

Took every one of his suits and all my dignity

Walk the halls around the court waiting for any punk to set me free

I would hop the fence out to this government field

Run until there was nothing more to feel

Lying there watching planes just disappear

Knowing one day I'm gonna fly on out of here

Well I got that call to Vietnam just like everyone else I knew

So scared of the hand grenades threw them farther than any other troop

Came home like an iron fist and Timmy tried to take my keys

Ripped open his front pocket that was the last time he touched me

Moved to an island out west in up to Breckinridge

Met a mermaid on a glass boat and she promised me some kids

Bought a house in Oregon where you could touch both of the walls

Had a son named Benjamin and I was so scared of it all

Benjamin walked in the front room where I was cutting up my hash

Looked into those deep blue eyes wondering why I've been so mad

Flushed a quarter pound down the drain praying for the mercy to confess

Trying to rip the boy from Rochester right of my chest

We're gonna walk right out into this heavenly field

Run like there was no more time to steal

My three boys in the grace of god I feel

Knowing one day you're gonna take me out of here