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Weather Vane

Artist:Common Market  Album:Tobacco Road 

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In this current climate of change it seems some things never will Age of my formation split between the grange and Pleasureville Skill and dedication, gained appreciation for the work He's up early to serve stock feed and tend to burley Surely this man is a model, though my role is cast in other fields Typify provisioner, I empathize, a brother feels Meaning in the motion goin' out to bring a promise home Son be there in spirit, father left to do the job alone Shown the ways of older generations, known little else Elements affect them all, weather wear the mental health Down inside the dale driving bales, on his own to think Arrived with the rye, just shy of mad and prone to drink In an eye blink, the storm clouds rolled in, tension built Let em pass, them attempt an intervention – get 'em killed Caught up in the tempest, mother suffered nature's wrath When the neighbors asked, quick to say she slipped takin' a bath, but uh... And when the cops came knockin', she tell 'em "I aint talkin'" The thrashin' don't happen often – he's a hard workin' man, and the Baby's barely walkin' and the bills aint stoppin' A day lost will cost him – is it hard to understand Why the women keep livin' as the men keep hittin' Passively passin' it off as a victim of circumstance Here's a whole life given, sacrificed for the children Let him loose, he's got no use for a tender hand CHORUS: Never break, it's a test of faith, I bet tomorrow brings a better day Rest your frame, help is on its way, signs are blowin through the weather vane Death is grace, like it says in James, which of us will be kept to wait? No don't hesitate, no for heaven's sake, just let us pray The Good Lord's gonna set him straight Last year drought took the crops, now facin' floods Staples on the table aint enough, what we scrapin' up will Go to pay the bank back, partial payment – take that Life in dire straights will make a stark-raving maniac Tapped a fifth of vodka, kicked her hard enough to break a rib Shhh – keep quiet, too much cryin' she gon' wake the kids And when the cops came knockin'


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