Water, everything I ever owned is under water
My little girl and all the things I bought her are under water
Those little shoes
The land I planted, worked my hands down to the bone
I took for granted
All the times I wished I could just take a stand and
Leave them abandoned and walk on home
And my feet are out the window as I hear that bugle call
The angels take my hand saying "Come on, have a ball"
They holler down from heaven
"We shined your crown and pressed your robe"
But I'm hangin' onto the rooftop
It ain't my time to go
All of my brothers like tiny little leaves washed out the gutter
Those muddy waves come creeping in and cover
Turn all the colors to black and blue
Chorus
With my feet back in the mud now, an alluvium hill I climb
Life fell down like a raindrop, but I try not to mind
When you don't have much of nothing
There's nothing much to lose
Somewhere up there she's kicking off those shoes
And my feet are out the window as I hear that bugle call
The angels take my hand saying "Come on, have a ball"
They holler down from heaven
"We shined your crown and pressed your robe"
But I'm hangin' onto the rooftop
Life fell down like a raindrop
But I'm a-gonna stay 'til the rain stops
It ain't my time to go
credits
from Bring Em On Home,
released November 20, 2018
Produced by Reed Turchi
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