An Ordinary Son

An ordinary son

(bonamassa/hughes)

Hold my head up high

Now i see you, drying off your eyes

Four seasons, temper all my pain

And i have been sheltered... i accept the blame

For the tumblin' dice

I put my ego aside

With fire and anger

I've shadowboxed you all my life

Bring it on yourself, bring it on me

Wrapped up in a box because there is nothing left for free

Gonna' dig a hole, gonna' fall in the dirt

Gonna' redeem myself and rise upon the earth

And i feel, like the time has come

All i ever wanted, was to be an ordinary son

Know the wounds run deep

But i take solace, knowing that hill is not so steep

Pale white cigarette, barn full of hay

But i knew i should't have been there anyway

Gone is the shadow that was cast over

And i just want to live in tranquility

And i believe that we will

Overcome

All the courageous

And all the forgiveness

Walk with me

Walk with me

So thank you for tending our survival

'cause i know that i took that bread from our table