mama

I know a man with nothing in his hands, nothing but a rolling stone
he told me about when his house burnt down, he lost everything he owned
he lay asleep for six hole weeks, they were gonna askhis mother to choose
when he woke up with nothing he said i’ll tell you something
when you’ve got nothing, you’ve got nothing to lose
now i’ve got a hole in my pocket, a hole in my shirt, a whole lotof trouble, he said
but now the money’s gone, life carries on and i miss it like a hole in the head
i know a woman with kids around her ankles an a baby on her lap
she said one day her husbandwent to get a paper and the mother fucker never came back
mortgage to pay and four kids to raise, keeping the wolf from the door.
She said the wolf’s just a puppy and the door’s double locked so whyyou gotta worry me for
now he left a hole in my heart a hole in a promise a hole on the side of my bed
oh but now that he’s gone well life carries on and i miss him like a hole in the head
wellsometimes you can’t change and you can’t choose
and sometimes it seems you gain less than you lose
now we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve got holes in our lives
well we’ve got holes, we’ve gotholes but we carry on
well we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve got holes in our lives
well we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on
said we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve gotholes in our lives
well we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on
said we’ve got holes in our hearts, we’ve got holes in our lives
we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on
said we’vegot holes in our hearts, we’ve got holes in our lives
we’ve got holes, we’ve got holes but we carry on
said we’ve got holes in our hearts, yeah we’ve got holes in our lives
well we’ve got holes,we’ve got holes but we carry on




Conozco a un hombre sin nada en sus manos, solo un alma errante.
Me contó que su casa se había quemado, había perdido todo lo que tenía.
Se tumbó y durmió...