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Cotton And The Cane

๐Ÿ‘ค Amy Helm โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ What the Flood Leaves Behind โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:10
๐ŸŽต 923 characters
โฑ๏ธ 4:10 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 9560270

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

I come from Arkansas roses
Hard times, broken noses
Backbeats, backseats, lucky charms, false alarms
End up all night, voices in the other room

Memos, prayers, and honeysuckle
White lightning, hurricanes
Cracked hands, thank-you-mans, driving rain, mud on the train
And breakdowns
And the poetry of the poor

My father was a sharecropper's son
Handed hope and hymns to ease the pain
The sacred songs my family sang
They're all that remain
Hmm-mm

I come from Nissan dealers, backstabbers, dirty dealers
Heroin, I'm locked out again, the side of the road
Tears of dust and goodbyes
Said I love you on the phone

Kind hearts and compromises
Slamming doors, cheap disguises
Cigarettes, ashtray fires, chin to the chest, we're doing our best
Hanging breakdowns
Yeah, and always wanting more

Father was a sharecropper's son
Handed hope and hymns to ease the pain
The sacred songs my family sang
They're all that remain, hmm-mm

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:13.04] I come from Arkansas roses
[00:17.17] Hard times, broken noses
[00:20.37] Backbeats, backseats, lucky charms, false alarms
[00:28.05] End up all night, voices in the other room
[00:41.13] Memos, prayers, and honeysuckle
[00:44.35] White lightning, hurricanes
[00:47.55] Cracked hands, thank-you-mans, driving rain, mud on the train
[00:54.80] And breakdowns
[00:58.86] And the poetry of the poor
[01:07.97] My father was a sharecropper's son
[01:16.22] Handed hope and hymns to ease the pain
[01:22.68] The sacred songs my family sang
[01:27.25] They're all that remain
[01:33.72] Hmm-mm
[01:36.76]
[01:39.02]
[01:56.23] I come from Nissan dealers, backstabbers, dirty dealers
[02:03.12] Heroin, I'm locked out again, the side of the road
[02:08.67] Tears of dust and goodbyes
[02:14.09] Said I love you on the phone
[02:23.19] Kind hearts and compromises
[02:26.79] Slamming doors, cheap disguises
[02:30.32] Cigarettes, ashtray fires, chin to the chest, we're doing our best
[02:36.43] Hanging breakdowns
[02:41.19] Yeah, and always wanting more
[02:49.65] Father was a sharecropper's son
[02:58.24] Handed hope and hymns to ease the pain
[03:05.21] The sacred songs my family sang
[03:09.59] They're all that remain, hmm-mm
[03:12.63]

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