Brian Douglas Phillips - Fathers and Sons lyrics

Have mercy, Father On me, your son Just a damned old sinner Ashamed of things I've done I beg forgiveness For the prayers I've said And the lies that burn like Coals upon my head And the lies that burn like Coals upon my head Upon my head Lord, I feel the burning Of my daddy's skin And see the fire in his eyes When he finished that bottle of gin It all turned to quiet And my mamma's sighs They laid him stone-cold sober in the ground And they covered his eyes They laid him stone-cold sober in the ground And they covered his eyes Lord, I covered my eyes She was just a baby But I'd swore I would So we wed in the dead of the winter When the money was good Well spring come early but It left too soon Then hell come fallin' from the sky With the fires of June Then hell come fallin' from the sky With the fires of June With the fires of June Up come the fever Of the dead and the low Like a spirit come a-livin' In the bottle and the neon glow There were dens of liars And she knew I's in Well I swore on my soul that I loved her But I did it again Well I swore on my soul that I loved her But I did it again But I did it again It shook her babies And it tore her heart When I raged like a devil And I fired like a shot in the dark All smokin' powder All steam and bite Just a cold-blood k**er with a tongue Like the edge of a knife Just a cold-blood k**er with a tongue Like the edge of a knife Like the edge of a knife Have mercy, Father He's just a child Let him roll on a slow Through the green of the valley a while I'll spare him sorrow I'll do him right Once I'm stone-cold sober in the ground And he covers his eyes Once I'm stone-cold sober in the ground And he covers his eyes And he covers his eyes