Mayflower by Ben Cottrill Lyrics

Just a mayflower, born in the fourth hour
Third in the family, lived off of church street
Raised with the good word, and a quiet heart that don’t hurt
Summer was lazy, lovers say that “love will chase me”

Oh my Lord, how it was before, I wish it were now
Oh my Lord, when it rains it pours, on the Mayflower

Under hellfire, it sure is hard to keep these eyes dry
As vernal memories all seem to fall apart beneath me
So hide this heavy, rotting chain, around my neck I just can’t shake
I guess if I’m lucky, I’ll survive

Oh my Lord, how it was before, I wish it wеre now
Oh my Lord, when it rains it pours, on the Mayflowеr

Back on First Street, but headed south to feel the city
Just a Mayflower, love for him, and love for her