Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Young Man in America , by - Anaïs Mitchell. Song from the album Xoa, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 05.10.2014
Record label: Wilderland
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Young Man in America , by - Anaïs Mitchell. Song from the album Xoa, in the genre Музыка мираYoung Man in America |
| My mother gave a mighty shout |
| Opened her legs and let me out |
| Hungry as a prairie dog |
| Young man in America, young man in America |
| Hungry, hungry, running every which way |
| Young man in Americay |
| I come out like a cannonball |
| Come of age with alcohol, raven in a field of rye |
| With a black and roving eye, black and roving eye |
| Ravenous, ravenous, what you got, it’s not enough |
| Young man in America |
| Oh, shelter, mother shelter, mother shelter us, ooh |
| My father was a lord of land |
| My daddy was a repo man, put me out onto the street |
| Didn’t give a damn for me, did not give a damn |
| Daddy, daddy, gonna wish you never had me |
| I’m a young man |
| I’m growing right before your eyes |
| I might grow to such a size |
| Blow in like a hurricane everyone will know my name |
| Everyone’ll know my name |
| Blowing in, blowing up, shadow on the mountaintop |
| Young man in America |
| Oh, shepherd, father shepherd, father shepherd us, ooh |
| In my feathers and furs, clothes of many colors |
| Many men will envy me when I’m in my finery, me in my finery |
| Envy me, envy me, spending all my bright money |
| Young man in Americay |
| Maybe one day I’ll climb the stairs with a girl of golden hair |
| Hold her like a sword and shield, up against this lonely world |
| Up against the world, it’s a lonely, lonely world |
| For a yellow-headed girl and a young man |
| Like the wind I make my moan, howling in the canyon |
| There’s a hollow in my bones, make me cry and carry on |
| Make the foam fly from my tongue, make me want what I want |
| Another wayward son waiting on oblivion |
| Waiting on the kingdom come to meet me in my sin |
| Waiting to be born again, mother, kiss me cheek and chin |
| Mmm, a little medicine, mmm, and then I shed my skin |
| Mmm, and lemme climb back into the bed you made me in |