Текст песни Song for My Father - Mt. Egypt

One, two, three, four

Better play that guitar, boy
He don't play it no more
Play for all that it's worth
Who knows what life has in store?
And things seem to get harder
And then they relent
Then they carry on
They carry on
Then they carry on

No more midnight rocking
Of far away chairs
Ma, I swear I saw him moving
But there was nobody there
In the morning, on the couch
At the bottom of the stairs
Swore I'd flown on down
Swore I'd flown on down
Swore I'd flown on down

20 or so houses
Since I first took flight
And things first got creepy
In the dark southern night
North, south, west, east creepy
Night and overseas
Night and overseas
Overseas
Overseas

I'ma scream it out loud
Gonna drive it away
All this bad air here lurking
You know it's been here all day
But I've flown in you before
And I smiled in love
As I've cried on fire
As I've cried on fire
As I've cried on fire

I play this guitar
For the both of us now
I got much work to do
We will smile somehow
And he knows how much I love him
It comes burning right through
He can see it in my eyes
He can see in my eyes
He can see in my eyes

There's a green canoe on top of a brown and orange van
The van is making its way through a windy Appalachian mountain road
The driver of the van is playing air drums and guitar
To loud music and looking back every once in a while

At the passenger in the back of the van, who is smiling
The van is leaving the mountains and heading down to the sea
Blue crabs, sunburns, and homeless cats
The ocean is warm because it's summer

Chincoteague, Assateague
The Outer Banks, Lands End Trail
Devon and Cornwall
Zuma Beach