Song Length |
5:03 |
Genre |
Folk - General |
Lyrics
Friends and Family © 2017 Ken Kahn
Summer mist on the mountain, and in my momma's gaze.
Come sundown, she should arrive with the rain, once again
There's no room at the home now, since they're turning folks way
Oh why? Costs are running high
Government won't pay. Some are closing down, so they say.
Shut us down and put us out if we can't pay to play
Break the vows made long ago in a different day
Now the winds of change, they rattle these walls
Honey, how they howl and moan
As we try to welcome friends and family home.
Forest fire up the canyon, and in my brother's bones
Every dose that he needs must be made of pure gold
Made up the bed in the spare room
That is where he'll have to lay, Oh why -
Life is getting hard, life is getting cheap.
But life is not a thing bought and sold
Shut us out and put us down if we can't pay to play
Break those vows made long ago in a kinder day
Now the winds of change, they rattle these walls
Oh lord, how they howl and moan
As we try to welcome friends and family home.
We used to know that we're all in this together. (Welcome to the new edition.)
Where some of us intend to still be there for each other,
But for some, greed was just a pre-existing condition
There's new life in our garden, and my wife is almost due
Wonder where our little girl will be born
No more ward in our hometown, nearest is sixty miles away
Oh why- Someone sold us out, someone's getting paid
Thirty silver coins changing hands.
Shut us up and cut us out if we can't pay to play
Break the social contract made in a different age
Now the winds of change, they rattle these walls
Honey, how they howl and moan
As we try to welcome friends and family home.