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Jared wrote this song about the Depression-era stories his grandparents have told him all his life.
lyrics
When I was a child, we had an orchard
We'd gather the apples and stand by the road.
But then came the day when no one would buy them,
That's the day daddy had to take out a loan.
We ain't nothin special, we don't need nobody to help us.
We're right on the threshold, but that don't mean we ain't just fine.
We got time, we'll survive.
Daddy was mending a fence when my brother
Came out to tell him that the well had run dry.
He just kept on working, like it didn't phase him,
But we could all see the pain in his eyes.
[chorus]
Daddy was sitting in his rugged old armchair,
Mommy was holding our old-fashioned phone.
What bad could happen if we miss one more payment?
What would the bank do with one more farm loan?
So take me back to the home I remember,
Where the livestock stay healthy and the wells don't run dry.
Where there's good work left over for the willing and able,
Where's an honest man's promise can still set the table,
And daddy don't have to cry.
When I was a young man many miles did I travel,
Far away from my homeland to fight a great war.
Out in the ocean, inside a gunboat,
was the place that they put me to settle the score.
At port in Manilla, I got the letter,
From this world of suffering my daddy had passed.
He died of Consumption with nary a doctor,
crying out for his children as he breathed his last.
credits
released February 27, 2014
Written by Jared Lucky.
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