Resurrection Band
child of the blues
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I grew up in a welfare state
Where the winters were cold
And the checks came late
With hand-medown clothes
And a hole in my heart
It seemed nothin' could fill
A child of the blues
Mamma was lonely
She left us at night
She said You
be
good!
An' locked door tight
But I couldn't sleep
For wonderin' if she would return
'Cause sometimes you lose
Mama was cryin'
When the sheriff came in
Like bein' on welfare
Is some kinda sin
All of your things
Tossed out in the street wish I knew what to do
But it ain't no use
They said that we're lazy
Ingorant poor
We get there too late
They locked up the door
The shelter is warm
But it sure ain't no home
Is this payin' your dues?
Child of the blues
- Album:
- Civil Rites
- Lament
- Twenty Years Live
- Silence Screams
- Innocent Blood
- Reach of Love
- Live Bootleg
- The Best of Resurrection Band
- Compact Favorites
- Ampendectomy
- Colours
- D.M.Z.
- Awaiting Your Reply
- Hostage
- History Makers: The Best of Christian Rock, Volume 1
- Music to Raise the Dead
- Music To Raise The Dead 1972 - 1998
- The Rock Revival -- Music of the Jesus Movement
- Best of Resurrecction Band
- The Light Years