Melancholy Child

To a melancholy child

Now a restless blood
This melancholy child
And rocks his melancholy child
Heaven help us all
My mother mourned her innocence
I met a kind and gentle man
You take a black Irish temper
Who thinks the world of me
A daddy on the road

And you got someone like me
And in my own babe's eyes

And when he looks my way
They're just a little sharper
It should have made me smile
To this I'm reconciled
My own melancholy child

A whippoorwill on a window sill
But when I can't explain to him
Added to her tears and trials
The sounds of my childhood
My mother's lullaby

A Southern sense of humor
Trying to outdistance
While she bounced me on her knee
That train that ran behind our home
Runs in our family
The emptiness inside of me
The tears that fill my eyes
And some solemn Cherokee

Thought I could outrun

So I went a little crazy
Like silver rain they fell upon
I see the signs of a melancholy child

But there are thorns on every rose
He takes me in his arms
To a melancholy child
It is a woman that he sees
But everything sounds lonesome
Still linger in my song
I went a little wild