Songtexte When the Strangest Weeds Take Hold - Wendy McNeill

All I ever wanted for my baby
Was to have a better life than the good Lord gave me
To turn my back on the Motherland, that's fine
We Spirit-Wrestlers have strength and faith
But I never thought we'd sail so far away
I feel the sea in me, I'm wavering
Oh, we'll do the best we can do
Continue west brave pacifists we'll help each other through
Oh, we'll do the best we can do
When we reached the other shore I felt steadier
Then by rail we all felt better, yet still
My son would not calm down
Now this thought haunts me
We'd come so far so fast
Perhaps his nature was shaped by the ceaseless motion of our path
Oh, how is a woman to sooth
All these restless souls as they're adapting
Oh, we'll do the best we can do
While the men work "out" we'll work in and do the planting
I have been working my fingers to the bone
But I can't replace that his father isn't home
Sometimes, like I promised
We're together and he shines
But it's never soon or long enough for a young man's time line
I know why you're so sad boy
I can feel it in me too
Would you let me sing a hymn with you
I know why you're so sad boy
I can feel it in me too
But those men aren't talking sense to you
Those men aren't talking sense to you
I remember how it sounded when we were 4,000 strong
But now we're scattered like the
Gravel from the road we walked here on
And the pressure's crept into us like a tale so often told
We're like the earth once it's been
Broken and the strangest weeds take hold
(We're like the earth once it's been
Broken and the strangest weeds take hold)
(All I ever wanted for my baby was to
Have a better life than the good Lord gave me)
I had to turn away when he asked me that question
'Cause I know what the Sons of Freedom do
I know everything
I couldn't tell him what it was that he needed me to say
'Cause he who lives by the sword has cut all hope away
Oh, what is a mother to do
When there's no tenderness left in the seed she planted
Oh, I don't know what I can do
Seems this prairie has made a wolf of you
This prairie has made a wolf of you