TUNE Huck & The Xander Band - Alex
I was a bored little boy growing up in the Country, where paintwork flaked and Bluewood resin bled, surrounded by Beauty, but the grass was always greener in my head.
I had a book for a toy, Jesus walking on water, but I always liked the scary stories best, with God like a father who put His frightened children to the test.
Momma never got to call my name, but Poppa says she guides him all the same. He’s gonna drive a righteous path through half of Texas, and if my Daddy’s going places, I’m going too.
I make the same steady oath at a school in the City, but I never had to raise my voice before. I pledge to the Fifty and learn the history of the Civil War.
Something in my gut ain’t staying down, but Poppa says it’s poisonous, this town. He’s certain of much more than Death and Taxes, and if my Daddy says it’s right, it must be true.
It was the mud of my growth at the feet of the Century.