Haydn Davies - Believe Lyrics

Brother keep your head low, brother don't look out of the window
Save yourself for yourself, it's the only way you know
I see your curse is cruel, I'll see no-one makes you a fool
Stay down close to your ground, and sleep on

No money lines these souls
And no more gold in this home

And my Mama's laid down in a big iron bed
She's got a whole lotta flies buzzing in her head
She's got a whole lotta thinking to do
Would you believe it

Father tell your children, tell them that it's theirs to believe in
It belongs to nobody else, we must hold while we can
And things get better this year, we'll soon be over the tears
Until we start to cry over some other sin

No money lines these souls
And no more gold in this home

And my Mama's laid down in a big iron bed
She's got a whole lotta flies buzzing in her head
She's got a whole lotta thinking to do
Would you believe it

And I've been told that these scars I've got
Were given to me by the hand of God
I've got a whole lotta learning to do
Would you believe it

There's swallows sitting in the eaves
And lavender and making wreaths, and lies by the fire
There's rain that sounds like children, running children in the night
And silent burning inside

No money lines these souls
And no more gold in this home

And my Mama's laid down in a big iron bed
She's got a whole lotta flies buzzing in her head
She's got a whole lotta thinking to do
Would you believe it

And I've been told that these scars I've got
Were given to me by the hand of God
I've got a whole lotta learning to do
Would you believe it
Would you believe it

Lay down Mama, lay down Mama
Mama lay down, Mama lay down