(a song for a female singer) i remember that gray cold day they put my mother in her grave i stood with my brother and sister out in the rain my daddy never cried out loud though i know it broke his heart i guess he never learned to share the pain chorus daddy was a good man a gentle man and kind and he held us all together with mom dead daddy always said he'd kill the man who laid a hand on me and daddy always did just what he said daddy never lied to us about the way our mother died i guess it's just as well he never tried mom was working late at night 'cause dad had been laid off again a bad man took my mother for a ride chorus daddy started drinking hard to blot out momma's memory but it didn't seem to do him any good then one night he came home drunk he knocked upon my bedroom door he loved me like no father ever should i found him in the morning stretched out on the kitchen floor a bullet through his mouth and out his head daddy always said he'd kill the man who laid a hand on me and daddy always did just what he said daddy was a good man a gentle man and kind |
It's time to grow up and start seeing the world the way it really is and not the way we want it to be.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
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- PJarrett
- I am from West Virginia. Born in New Martinsville to a minister's family. Traveled around West Virginia and Southern Ohio growing up. The only stability I got was from my mother's side of the family in Boone County. My Great Grandfather on my father's side was preaching in Madison during the Mine Wars. He ran for the state legislature on a pro-union ticket and won only to have the coal companies tie the results up in court so he ended serving only one day out of this term. My Grandfather on my mother's side stood with the miner's at Blair Mountain and died of Black Lung when I was still in my teens. I was raised a Conservative Christian...not a Fundamentalist. Strict separation of church and state based on the understanding that what makes for a good politician is pretty much the opposite of what makes a good Christian. I'm politically radical in that I believe in one man/one vote and the only way to have political equality is to have economic equality. I'm an atheist because once I accepted the fact of my own mortality I found no need for belief in God.
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