Cotton Cane by Olden Yolk Lyrics

I'm not sure if you know
What it does to me now
Had to live on my own
Had to lead with the sound of my voice
Your lessons are not dead to me now
Pages have ripped
But the truth always stays the same

When the debts come
When the debts come

I know how your man was no good to you
How the Delta was rough
And Jackson thought you were strange
Your mother was killed in a crash
The band moved away
Twenty three in '68
Joan of Arc was her name
And her eyes were thе aims you gave

So far you've said evеrything
So far you've left everything
When the debts come
When the debts come

What did you say this time
So they're glued to you now?
Was it something you knew
Or just something which you mistake?
I guess that I'll never know now
Southern drawl, off the wall
Of this mirage I shake
Out to hold and to sow
All the seeds that you baked
With a gas station lighter
And a smile on your face
Four year old boy
Almost turned 78
A teacher, a sinner
A father estranged
From parts of his time
Which he could not relate
Just an innocent body
Awaiting its fate
Tempting the gods
In mischievous ways
I'm sure you were laughing
As your body did quake
And you looked in her eyes
And you knew you were safe
In the white of the light
That embodied the gate
Gently and widely
Into cotton and cane
Faces once known
Your mother is made
Goodbye my dear Donnie
Your love is always the same
So far you've said everything
So far you've left everything