Blood Like Yours

Written by: Chris O'Brien
Album: Little Red

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my daddy’s sickness in my veins
alcohol is thinning out the blame
it’s a long way down I’m all dressed up
gonna get all messed up
and carry on your family name

my daddy’s hospital on visitors day
where mommas cry and grandmas pray
for a little white bed there’s a price you pay
and a confused child looking up at you to say

you fix them cars till they run good as new
but you ain’t never found the part that could fix you
I want to know what the future holds
for a boy like me with blood like yours

my daddy left when I was ten
almost 20 years ‘till I see him again
his liver’s gone and he is ghostly thin
and I’m searching for any sign of me in him

you fix them cars till they run good as new
but you ain’t never found the part that could fix you
I want to know what the future holds
for a man like me who’s got blood like yours

my daddy’s sickness in my veins
alcohol is thinning out the blame
It’s a long way down I’m all dressed up
gonna get all messed up
and carry on your family name