Date: Thu, 30 Nov 1995 00:11:57 -0700
From: extex@iamerica.net (Paul Pfaffenberger)
Subject: Things_we've_handed_down
The Things We've Handed Down
by Marc Cohn
"The Rainy Season"
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I don't know much about you, I don't know who you are
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And we'd been doing fine without you but we could only go so far
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I don't know why you chose us, were you watching from above
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Is there someone there that knows us said we'd give you all our love
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I wonder who you'll look like will your hair fall down and curl
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Will you be a momma's boy or daddy's little girl
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Will you be a sad reminder of what's been lost along the way
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Maybe you can help me find her in the things you do and say
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Will you laugh just like your mother will you sigh like your old man
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Will some things skip a generation like I've heard they often can
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Are you a poet or a dancer, a devil or a clown
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Or a strange new combination of the things we've handed down
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You may not always be so grateful for the way that you were made
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Maybe some feature of your father's that you'd gladly sell or trade
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And one day you may look at us and say that you were cursed
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But over time that line has been extremely well rehearsed
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By our fathers and their fathers in some old and distant town
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>From places no one here remembers come the things we've handed down
Paul Pfaffenberger
extex@iamerica.net
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