Folksinger's Heart Lyrics & Tabs by Two Cow Garage
Folksinger's Heart
guitar chords lyrics
Don't you ever make the mistake of thinking of the past as the good old days
It's a son of a bitch being young, and holding your youth like a loaded gun
Septembers come and they go. It seems the older I get, the less I know
And it seems the less I know, the easier it is to breathe
Older brother, oldest son
I was never any good at either one
My father, and the truth
Destroy you thing you love, son, before it destroys you
Now I'm twenty-five years old. No money, no plan, no street of gold.
It was arrogant to think from the start you were the only backyard Dylan with a folksinger's heart
And now that the romance is dead, I've still got these songs ringing in my head
And it keeps me awake and down, every time I'm leaving town
Older brother, oldest son
I was never any good at either one
My father, and the truth
Older brother, oldest son
I was never any good at either one
My father, and the truth
Destroy you thing you love, son, before it destroys you
Older brother, oldest son
I was never any good at either one
My father, and the truth
Destroy you thing you love, son, before it destroys you
My father, and the truth
Destroy you thing you love, son, before it destroys you
