《Family Hands(Album Version)》歌词

[00:00:00] Family Hands - Mary Chapin Carpenter (玛丽翠萍·卡本特)

[00:00:07] Last Sunday we got in the car and we drove

[00:00:12] To the town you were raised in your boyhood home

[00:00:20] The trees were just turning

[00:00:23] Up on the ridge

[00:00:26] And this was your valley

[00:00:29] When you were a kid

[00:00:33] You showed me the railroad that your daddy worked on

[00:00:39] As we neared the old house where your granny lives on

[00:00:46] She's nearing ninety years now with her daughters by her side

[00:00:52] Who tend the places in the heart where loneliness can hide

[00:00:59] Raised by the women who are stronger than you know

[00:01:05] A patchwork quilt of memory only women could have sewn

[00:01:12] The threads were stitched by family hands protected from the moth

[00:01:18] By your mother

[00:01:20] And her mother

[00:01:22] The weavers of your cloth

[00:01:31] Your grandmother owned a gun in 1932

[00:01:37] When times were bad just everywhere you said she used it too

[00:01:44] And the life and times of everyone are traced inside their palms

[00:01:50] Her skin may be so weathered but her grip

[00:01:54] Is still so strong

[00:01:57] And I see your eyes belong to her and too

[00:02:01] Your mama too

[00:02:04] A slice of virginia sky the clearest shade of blue

[00:02:24] Raised by the women who are stronger than you know

[00:02:30] A patchwork quilt of memory only women could have sewn

[00:02:37] The threads were stitched by family hands protected from the moth

[00:02:43] By your mother

[00:02:44] And her mother

[00:02:47] The weavers of your cloth

[00:03:19] And a rich man you might never be they'd

[00:03:23] Love you just the same

[00:03:26] They've handed down so much to you besides your Christian name

[00:03:32] And the spoken word won't heal you like the

[00:03:36] Laying on of hands

[00:03:39] Belonging to the ones who raised you to a man

[00:03:46] Raised by the women who are stronger than you know

[00:03:52] A patchwork quilt of memory only women could have sewn

[00:03:59] The threads were stitched by family hands protected from the moth

[00:04:05] By your mother

[00:04:07] And her mother

[00:04:09] The weavers of your cloth