Welding Burns - Slaid Cleaves.lrc

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[00:12.50]My father was a welder
[00:14.48]Down at the navy yard
[00:17.78]Up on the North Atlantic
[00:20.10]Where the winters come down hard
[00:23.42]A union job, some overtime
[00:25.99]Nobody would complain
[00:29.24]He went to work with a humble pride
[00:31.84]Through the snow and rain
[00:35.20]Some things you’re born to
[00:37.39]Some things you gotta learn
[00:39.92]My father built his world on bone, muscle and blood, and welding burns
[00:49.94]After work he did some drinking
[00:54.66]He’d get a little rough
[00:58.19]Just to take the edges off
[01:00.54]But he never got enough
[01:03.28]He’d hang his coat up by the door
[01:06.70]And light a cigarette
[01:10.08]Mama’d take his supper out
[01:12.51]Turn off the TV set
[01:15.55]Some things you’re born to
[01:17.96]Some things you gotta learn
[01:21.62]My father built his world on bone, muscle and blood, and welding burns
[01:30.60]I can see ‘em down at Leigh’s Mills Pond
[01:32.74]With the August sun warming her brown skin
[01:38.96]He promised he’d take her away
[01:41.16]But I think he knew, even way back then
[02:10.42]Mama said, “They’re hiring, no need to graduate
[02:16.41]Maybe your dad could make a call to the 788.”
[02:22.14]I always thought I’d get away
[02:24.60]I thought I could rise above
[02:27.58]I don’t remember anymore
[02:30.61]What I was dreaming of
[02:33.81]Some things you’re born to
[02:36.07]Some things you better learn
[02:39.37]My father was born bone, muscle and blood, and welding burns
[02:45.55]Some things you’re born to
[02:47.67]Some things you gotta learn
[02:51.04]My father built his world on bone, muscle and blood, and welding burns
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文本歌词
My father was a welder
Down at the navy yard
Up on the North Atlantic
Where the winters come down hard
A union job, some overtime
Nobody would complain
He went to work with a humble pride
Through the snow and rain
Some things you’re born to
Some things you gotta learn
My father built his world on bone, muscle and blood, and welding burns
After work he did some drinking
He’d get a little rough
Just to take the edges off
But he never got enough
He’d hang his coat up by the door
And light a cigarette
Mama’d take his supper out
Turn off the TV set
Some things you’re born to
Some things you gotta learn
My father built his world on bone, muscle and blood, and welding burns
I can see ‘em down at Leigh’s Mills Pond
With the August sun warming her brown skin
He promised he’d take her away
But I think he knew, even way back then
Mama said, “They’re hiring, no need to graduate
Maybe your dad could make a call to the 788.”
I always thought I’d get away
I thought I could rise above
I don’t remember anymore
What I was dreaming of
Some things you’re born to
Some things you better learn
My father was born bone, muscle and blood, and welding burns
Some things you’re born to
Some things you gotta learn
My father built his world on bone, muscle and blood, and welding burns