Song Description
remembering an old friend and subtle racism growing up
| Song Length |
4:12 |
Genre |
Folk - Country, Folk - General |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Joyful, Content |
Subject |
Friend, Race/Ethnicity |
| Similar Artists |
Indigo Girls |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1990 - 1999 |
| |
Lyrics
Sierra
When I see the stars the way they are tonight, I wonder where you are now, a mortgage and two kids around your knee, oh I wanna know do you still bleed?
A new age man before your time, and they tried to keep you in your place. Wetbacks never dry in some small minded towns, but they never say it to your face.
On the hood of my daddy?s truck we?d solve the problems of the world. Spill our hearts out on the ground, fill our heads with wings and treasure, a little beer
And small town philosophy never hurt no one.
A new age man before your time and they tried to keep us in our place. Colors never blend in some small minded towns, boy you better stick to your own race.
On the hood of my daddy?s truck we?d solve the problems of the world. Spill our hearts out on the ground, fill our heads with wings and treasure, a little beer
And small town philosophy never hurt no one
I looked at you as my bandito, running from the sheriff?s men
We?d race across the desert floor, round the moon and back again
On the hood of my daddy?s truck we felt the problems of the world, watched the stars fall all around, our dreams in embers on the ground.
A little beer and small town philosophy never hurt no one