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David Morris

Red, White & American Blues

 

Red, White & American Blues

(альбом: Red, White & American Blues - 2020)


Yeah
Aw, man
Yeah

Coming live from the heartland in a nowhere town
Dozing off in homeroom, dreaming 'bout getting out
Fixing up an old Chevy and driving around
Skipping rocks by the river and waiting to be found
This for the kids working summers out on they family farm
Ten-hour days in the sun, setting them early alarms
Birds chirping, roosters crowing at the daybreak of dawn
This for family traditions that we carrying on

This for active duty service men and women
Who are representing, overseas, defending our freedoms
Missing they family dinners
This for all the veterans, coming home and just starting over
Dealing with stuff we can't understand in the mind of a soldier
This for the flashbacks, the nightmares, the memories
The good times, the bad times
How it was and how it's meant to be
We'll get through this together
Someday, I hope, eventually
I just pray I'm alive to receive the blessings sent for me
Shout out to my country folk, the working class, the little guy
Some of us don't wanna be famous, we want a simple life
A healthy and a happy family, we just wanna get it right
A house and a steady job and a cold beer on a Friday night

I got the red, white, and American blues
I'm in hand-me-down Levis and cowboy boots
I been lied to my whole life, now I'm in search of the truth
In my Cherokee doing 90 on MacCorkle Avenue
I write my name on the wall so they know me
They keep hating on me, hungry like a buffet at Shoney's
It's me and the homies
Yeah, we got each other, but this lil' town is lonely
Just 'cause we went to high school together
Don't mean that you know me

Maybe I'll get out, I'll drive a country mile
This for single moms who work two jobs to afford they house
For all my brothers who ain't here, I know they'd be proud
I know they up there looking down
Don't worry, I got us now
I'm in a beat up Chevy truck, I'm driving fast, I'm revving up
I'm tryna leave all of my problems, but they just ain't letting up
I got some demons tryna knock me down, but I keep getting up
Everybody's disappointing me so I keep stepping up

This that West Virginia, 304 Live, Appalachian vibes
Get up off your phone and go outside
Shit, go for a drive
Walk into the woods and stare up at the sky
And appreciate the beauty in this world
You only got one life to live, go on and live it
And if some shit needs forgiving, just forgive it
'Cause life is precious, man, it could be gone in an instant
It's about appreciating the moment and really being in it

Ayy, I got the red, white, and American blues
When you come from where I come from, you got nothing to lose
People gonna hate on you anyways, you got nothing to prove
Just stay focused, set goals, and make sure you follow through

I have nightmares of seeing my friends dying on the ground
Hear mamas crying, I'm in a black tie, and it's quiet now
The sad thing is it's happened too many times to fucking count
So the second they start talking 'bout popping pills, I'm out
I'm turning that shit off
Get lost, get well
We don't glorify that shit 'round here, we get those people help
They sent three million pills to a small town in West Virginia
While American families mourn, these companies get richer
It's crooked pharma, it's pocketed politicians
Doctors writing prescriptions, enabling addiction
It's the stigma attached to dependency
That people judge, but don't listen
They'll engage from a distance and start treating you different

I'm barely alive, buried inside
It's very confined, it's scary, I'm blind
I'm wary, I'm dying
I'm baring the weight of the world on my shoulders
And biding my time, out of my mind
I'm waiting for God to send me a sign

I got the red, white, and American blues
Go out there and make a difference
Don't just stare at the news
Follow your dreams, aim for the stars
But remember the truth
The top of the mountain's always got the scariest views

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