Life We Create

from by Roger Hoover

/

lyrics

I come home from work, you’re washing pots and pans.
I’m washing a full day’s grease off my aching hands.
You turn to me, put your hands on my skin,
after all these years, I still feel like giving in.
Soup is stewing in an old pot, passed down my family chain.
Wherever they are in this world, they’re singing loud and plain.
Can we make all of our lives all of a piece or is it getting late?
How will our children live in the life we create?

You know that place by the river? By the standing stone?
By the old elm tree that we call our own?
Whenever I go there, and I see the full moon wane,
I stop to think about us and the life we create.

How long do we go on after we’re dead and gone?
Will anybody remember us? Will they still be singing songs?
Can we make all our lives all of a piece or is it getting late?
How will our children live in the life we create?

I’m sitting on the back porch sipping dandelion wine.
I’m listening to Leadbelly and his shine, shine, shine.
You say, “Honey, won’t you come in? The hour’s getting late.
We have to wake up with the sunrise to the life we create.”
Can we make all our lives all of a piece or is it getting late?
How will our children live in the life we create?

credits

from Pastures, released September 30, 2016
Roger Hoover - electric guitar, vocal
Ray Flanagan - electric guitar
Russ Flanagan - piano
Ryan Foltz - drums
Kevin Martinez - upright bass

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Roger Hoover Ohio

Over the past 15 years, songwriter/guitarist Roger Hoover has been preaching the gospel of traditional American music to a growing group of devoted fans by keeping one foot in what Greil Marcus describes as the “old, weird America” and another foot firmly planted in the now.. ... more

contact / help

Contact Roger Hoover

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

If you like Roger Hoover, you may also like: