Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Daughters, artist - Greg Brown. Album song The Iowa Waltz, in the genre Date of issue: 09.10.1983
Record label: Red House
Song language: English
Daughters |
| One is long and one is short |
| One is thin and one is stout |
| In the morning when they wake |
| Only one’s breakfast can I make |
| One dances and knows |
| How many squares hopscotch ought to have |
| One goes wah, wah, wah, wah, wah |
| Wah, wah, wah, wah, ha ha, wah wah |
| One won’t eat anything much |
| I guess she lives on air and sun and noodles |
| One’s beginnin' to learn that the milk is over there |
| Inside of that shirt beneath the blue eyes of the woman I love |
| I’m a man who’s rich in daughters |
| And if by some wild chance I get rich in money |
| Like say another two thou a year or even one thou a year |
| I’m gonna look in to havin' some more daughters |
| When my daughter who is tall now was not so tall |
| One night we were drivin' home in the truck and I was sad |
| Because I was busted and disgusted |
| And she looked out the window and said, «Dad, the moon is comin' home |
| With us.» |
| She said, «Dad, the moon is comin' home with us.» |
| And in the morning they magic the house |
| The one that can walk, walks in warm and still dreamin' to give |
| Me a hug or ask why it’s so cold or why is there school |
| «Why's it so cold?» |
| or «Why is there school?» |
| And the one who can’t walk or talk yet just lies in bed and laughs |
| She just lies in bed and laughs |