Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Widows Of The Revolution, artist - Joe Henry. Date of issue: 28.01.2008
Song language: English
Widows Of The Revolution |
| What can I write home about? |
| The water’s cold, the pilot’s out |
| I keep my children out of sight |
| And my man never came home last night |
| What will I learn to tell myself? |
| We’re supposed to want for nothing else; |
| Just show the world a stoic light |
| But my man never came home last night |
| This is what we make of this-- |
| The walls all smell like blood and piss |
| And every book that comes our way |
| We burn to keep the dogs away |
| We’ll tell this story later on |
| And tell of how it made us strong |
| By then we’ll know that we were right |
| But my man never came home last night |
| What will I learn to tell myself? |
| We’re supposed to want for nothing else; |
| Just show the world a stoic light |
| But my man never came home last night |