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fair share blues

my father’s father, was a working man
he fought in the war and he lived with that
he drank and prayed, and he got the blues
never said nothing that wasn’t true

he said my hands I do not own
they’re made of sweat and blisters and bone
they fight and build, they grip and strain
they’re not bound like me by rest or pain

you get the good days, and you get the blues
you work and drink and sing and hurt and pray
that’s all you can do

he said neither can I possess
any of the air I take for breath
each breath I take I must release
nothing is mine to hold or keep

he said my thoughts I cannot claim
of heaven and hell and love and faith
they were born long before I came
they’ll outlive my weary old wrinkled brain

you get the good days, and you get the blues
you work and drink and sing and hurt and pray
that’s all you can do

he said I’ve got my own fair share
of guilt and fear and sad despair
so I work and drink, I sing and pray
and I cast my weary blues away

you get the good days, and you get the blues
you work and drink and sing and hurt and pray
that’s all you can do

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from The Honey Dewdrops - Live from Artsville, released October 5, 2015

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