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Brandy Clark

Ain't Enough Rocks

 

Ain't Enough Rocks

(альбом: Brandy Clark - 2023)


She grew up hiding bruises
Thinking that was love
Bourbon on his breath
Poison in his blood
A wolf in daddy's clothing
He'd sneak into her room
While that small town was sleeping
God she wished she was too

She got a little older
But so did little sister
One night the ugly truth
Came out in a whisper

And that whisper was a trigger
Only had to pull it once
They wrapped him in that bedroom rug
And threw him in the trunk

That angry sky was thundering
As they drove him to the Cumberland
Tied some river stone to him
And let the body drop

There ain't enough rocks
To drown that pain
Ain't enough water
To sink that shame
Might've broke her heart
Couldn't break her soul
But dead ain't dead enough
Sometimes you know
Ain't enough rocks

Sheriff knocking on the front door
Third day not clocking in
Girls said he went on a bender
They hadn't seen him since
Cops blamed it on his liver
So they never drug the river
Those girls don't even shiver
When they're fishing off that dock

There ain't enough rocks
To drown that pain
Ain't enough water
To sink that shame
Might've broke her heart
Couldn't break her soul
But dead ain't dead enough
Sometimes you know
Ain't enough rocks

Some crimes don't deserve a jury
Or a penitentiary
Or the possibility of parole
In a quarter century
Sometimes the only cure
For a certain kind of problem
Is the right amount of limestone
To keep it at the bottom

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