Born in hell, died in the swell
When his mother fell
Into the promised land; now ain’t life grand
Kids pick berries, momma washes pans
Daddy raises a knife to chop his hand
Boy, you are the hero come to save us all
Tie your shoes; smile as I fall
Her cough got thicker, her boy got bigger
Wanted to come home but instead he crossed the river
Back in Sacramento, his father died
The boy, too late, walked as he cried
Dead man smiled, his boy looked down
In all his life, he’d never learned to frown
Momma, he said, I’ll buy you a house to own
With all my money we’ll never be alone
May 18, 2012
May 18, 2012 at 2:52 AM UTC
Born in hell, died in the swell
When his mother fell
Into the promised land; now ain’t life grand
Kids pick berries, momma washes pans
Daddy raises a knife to chop his hand
Boy, you are the hero come to save us all
Tie your shoes; smile as I fall
Her cough got thicker, her boy got bigger
Wanted to come home but instead he crossed the river
Back in Sacramento, his father died
The boy, too late, walked as he cried
Dead man smiled, his boy looked down
In all his life, he’d never learned to frown
Momma, he said, I’ll buy you a house to own
With all my money we’ll never be alone
