Honest Lullaby Lyrics

Song	Honest Lullaby
Artist	Joan Baez
Album	Honest Lullaby
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	作词 : Baez
	Early early in the game
	I taught myself to sing and play
	And use a little trickery
	On kids who never favored me
	Those were years of crinoline slips
	And cotton skirts and swinging hips
	And dangerously painted lips
	And stars of stage and screen
	Pedal pushers, ankle socks
	Padded bras and campus jocks
	Who hid their vernal equinox
	In pairs of faded jeans
	And slept at home resentfully
	Coveting their dreams
	And often have I wondered
	How the years and I survived
	I had a mother who sang to me
	An honest lullaby
	Yellow, brown, and black and white
	Our Father bless us all tonight
	I bowed my head at the football games
	And closed the prayer in Jesus' name
	Lusting after football heroes
	tough Pachuco, little Neroes
	Forfeiting my A's for zeroes
	Futures unforeseen
	Spending all my energy
	In keeping my virginity
	And living in a fantasy
	In love with Jimmy Dean
	If you will be my king, Jimmy, Jimmy,
	I will be your queen
	And often have I wondered
	How the years and I survived
	I had a mother who sang to me
	An honest lullaby
	I travelled all around the world
	And knew more than the other girls
	Of foreign languages and schools
	Paris, Rome and Istanbul
	But those things never worked for me
	The town was much too small you see
	And people have a way of being
	Even smaller yet
	But all the same though life is hard
	And no one promised me a garden
	Of roses, so I did okay
	I took what I could get
	And did the things that I might do
	For those less fortunate
	And often have I wondered
	How the years and I survived
	I had a mother who sang to me
	An honest lullaby
	Now look at you, you must be growing
	A quarter of an inch a day
	You've already lived near half the years
	You'll be when you go away
	With your teddy bears and alligators
	Enterprise communicators
	All the tiny aviators head into the sky
	And while the others play with you
	I hope to find a way with you
	And sometimes spend a day with you
	I'll catch you as you fly
	Or if I'm worth a mother's salt
	I'll wave as you go by
	And if you should ever wonder
	How the years and you'll survive
	Honey, you've got a mother who sings to you
	Dances on the strings for you
	Opens her heart and brings to you
	An honest lullaby

	zuo ci : Baez
	Early early in the game
	I taught myself to sing and play
	And use a little trickery
	On kids who never favored me
	Those were years of crinoline slips
	And cotton skirts and swinging hips
	And dangerously painted lips
	And stars of stage and screen
	Pedal pushers, ankle socks
	Padded bras and campus jocks
	Who hid their vernal equinox
	In pairs of faded jeans
	And slept at home resentfully
	Coveting their dreams
	And often have I wondered
	How the years and I survived
	I had a mother who sang to me
	An honest lullaby
	Yellow, brown, and black and white
	Our Father bless us all tonight
	I bowed my head at the football games
	And closed the prayer in Jesus' name
	Lusting after football heroes
	tough Pachuco, little Neroes
	Forfeiting my A' s for zeroes
	Futures unforeseen
	Spending all my energy
	In keeping my virginity
	And living in a fantasy
	In love with Jimmy Dean
	If you will be my king, Jimmy, Jimmy,
	I will be your queen
	And often have I wondered
	How the years and I survived
	I had a mother who sang to me
	An honest lullaby
	I travelled all around the world
	And knew more than the other girls
	Of foreign languages and schools
	Paris, Rome and Istanbul
	But those things never worked for me
	The town was much too small you see
	And people have a way of being
	Even smaller yet
	But all the same though life is hard
	And no one promised me a garden
	Of roses, so I did okay
	I took what I could get
	And did the things that I might do
	For those less fortunate
	And often have I wondered
	How the years and I survived
	I had a mother who sang to me
	An honest lullaby
	Now look at you, you must be growing
	A quarter of an inch a day
	You' ve already lived near half the years
	You' ll be when you go away
	With your teddy bears and alligators
	Enterprise communicators
	All the tiny aviators head into the sky
	And while the others play with you
	I hope to find a way with you
	And sometimes spend a day with you
	I' ll catch you as you fly
	Or if I' m worth a mother' s salt
	I' ll wave as you go by
	And if you should ever wonder
	How the years and you' ll survive
	Honey, you' ve got a mother who sings to you
	Dances on the strings for you
	Opens her heart and brings to you
	An honest lullaby

	zuò cí : Baez
	Early early in the game
	I taught myself to sing and play
	And use a little trickery
	On kids who never favored me
	Those were years of crinoline slips
	And cotton skirts and swinging hips
	And dangerously painted lips
	And stars of stage and screen
	Pedal pushers, ankle socks
	Padded bras and campus jocks
	Who hid their vernal equinox
	In pairs of faded jeans
	And slept at home resentfully
	Coveting their dreams
	And often have I wondered
	How the years and I survived
	I had a mother who sang to me
	An honest lullaby
	Yellow, brown, and black and white
	Our Father bless us all tonight
	I bowed my head at the football games
	And closed the prayer in Jesus' name
	Lusting after football heroes
	tough Pachuco, little Neroes
	Forfeiting my A' s for zeroes
	Futures unforeseen
	Spending all my energy
	In keeping my virginity
	And living in a fantasy
	In love with Jimmy Dean
	If you will be my king, Jimmy, Jimmy,
	I will be your queen
	And often have I wondered
	How the years and I survived
	I had a mother who sang to me
	An honest lullaby
	I travelled all around the world
	And knew more than the other girls
	Of foreign languages and schools
	Paris, Rome and Istanbul
	But those things never worked for me
	The town was much too small you see
	And people have a way of being
	Even smaller yet
	But all the same though life is hard
	And no one promised me a garden
	Of roses, so I did okay
	I took what I could get
	And did the things that I might do
	For those less fortunate
	And often have I wondered
	How the years and I survived
	I had a mother who sang to me
	An honest lullaby
	Now look at you, you must be growing
	A quarter of an inch a day
	You' ve already lived near half the years
	You' ll be when you go away
	With your teddy bears and alligators
	Enterprise communicators
	All the tiny aviators head into the sky
	And while the others play with you
	I hope to find a way with you
	And sometimes spend a day with you
	I' ll catch you as you fly
	Or if I' m worth a mother' s salt
	I' ll wave as you go by
	And if you should ever wonder
	How the years and you' ll survive
	Honey, you' ve got a mother who sings to you
	Dances on the strings for you
	Opens her heart and brings to you
	An honest lullaby

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