A baby with a baby
Just barely seventeen
My mother mourned her innocence
As she bounced on her knee
A daddy on the road
Added to the tears & trials
Like silver rain they fell upon this melancholy child
The sounds of my childhood still linger in my song
my mother´s lullaby that train that rain behind our home
A whippoorwill on a windowsill- It should´ve made me smile
But everything sounds lonely to a melancholy child
Now a restless blood runs in our family
I thought I could outrun the emptiness inside of me
So I went a little crazy, & I went a little wild
Trying to outdistance my own melancholy child
I met a kind & gentle man who thinks the world of me
When he looks my way, it is a woman that he sees
But when I cannot explain to him the tears that fill my eyes
He takes me in his arms & rocks his melancholy child
You take a black Irish temper & some solemn Cherokee
A Southern sense of humor & you got someone like me
There are thorns on every rose, to this I am reconciled
They are just a little sharper to a melancholy child
And in my own babe´s eyes, I see the signs of a melancholy child
Heaven! Help us all another melancholy child!
Pam Tillis Ringtones