The Gaslight Anthem - Our Father's Sons lyrics
[The Gaslight Anthem - Our Father's Sons lyrics]
Help me sing
All you weary strangers raise your voice
In this chain gang chorus in our younger days
My brothers, we were naive sailors
Storms we'd all endure oh the road
Oh you who sing her praises of dust and bones
The places that she takes us
The choice is ours
We wanted much more than our fathers
While our mothers said their prayers
Now we're moving on up, to the east side
We finally got a piece of the pie, of the pie
Baby doll all you women of the travelers
Your empty arms
Your patient hearts in waiting
Bless your hearts
And your never ending patience
I could not go on without you
We're all the same
All blue and bright white collars
We're all the same
Our troubles and our sorrows and underneath
Blood and bone and mixture
Though we dance to different songs
And your mama's alright, your daddy's alright
They just seem a little bit weird
Oh, surrender
Every man
Every woman with a burden raise your hands
Raise'em up to the firmament, see those hands
Meet your brothers and your sisters
Use your hands we are our father's sons
All you weary strangers raise your voice
In this chain gang chorus in our younger days
My brothers, we were naive sailors
Storms we'd all endure oh the road
Oh you who sing her praises of dust and bones
The places that she takes us
The choice is ours
We wanted much more than our fathers
While our mothers said their prayers
Now we're moving on up, to the east side
We finally got a piece of the pie, of the pie
Baby doll all you women of the travelers
Your empty arms
Your patient hearts in waiting
Bless your hearts
And your never ending patience
I could not go on without you
We're all the same
All blue and bright white collars
We're all the same
Our troubles and our sorrows and underneath
Blood and bone and mixture
Though we dance to different songs
And your mama's alright, your daddy's alright
They just seem a little bit weird
Oh, surrender
Every man
Every woman with a burden raise your hands
Raise'em up to the firmament, see those hands
Meet your brothers and your sisters
Use your hands we are our father's sons