Testo della canzone Rochester (Mat Kearney), tratta dall'album Young Love

Rochester - Mat Kearney

I was born in Rochester
To a book making man
Had a fake cigar shop
With the games on in the back

See them coming and going
Letting it ride on thoroughbreds
The police chief and Tom Hall
Wondering what was the spread

Carried rich mans bag through brier
Trying to chase down a little white ball
I learned that any soft place
Wasn't good for me at all

Daddy'd come home fired up
Looking for some sort of release
He'd beat the hell out of Timmy
And Timmy'd beat the hell out of me

I would hop the fence out to those government fields
Run till there was nothing more to feel
Lying there watching planes just disappear
Knowing one day I'm gonna fly on out of here

Well, that same police chief came knocking
My first freshman day
Put my daddy in handcuffs
Sayin' his picture on the front page

Took everyone of his suits
And all my dignity
Walk the halls of a London court
Waiting for any punk to set me free

I would hop the fence out to those government fields
Run till there was nothing more to feel
Lying there watching planes just disappear
Knowing one day I'm gonna fly on out of here

Well, I got the call to Vietnam
Just like everyone else I knew
So scared of the hand grenades
Threw them farther then any other troop

Came home like an iron fist
And Timmy tried to take my keys
Ripped open his front pocket
That was the last time he touched me

Moved to an island out west
Up to Breckenridge
Met a mermaid on a glass boat
And she promised me some kids

Bought a house in Oregon
Where you could touch both of the walls
Had a son named Benjamin
And I was so scared of it all

Benjamin walked in the front room
Where I was cutting up my hash
Looked into those deep blue eyes
Wondering why I'd been so mad

Flushed a quarter pound down the drain
Praying for the mercy to confess
Trying to rip the boy from Rochester
Right out of my chest

We're gonna walk right out into those heavenly fields
Run like there was no more time to steal
My three boys and the grace of God revealed
Knowing one day you're gonna take me out of here
Knowing one day you're gonna take me out of here



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Writer(s): Mat Kearney
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