Patterson Hood

Rising Son

Patterson Hood


Rising son, rising sun beating down on me
I'm my Daddy's rising son, world in front of me
But Daddy, he ain't smilin' none, what could his problem be?
He just says, "My foolish one, you live too dangerously"
But Daddy, I ain't hurtin' none, she's spread in front of me
I'd be a fool not to taste the pleasures offered me
Daddy, he just turns away and locks it with a key
The thirty years between us must have changed him bitterly

I took my money into town and spread it gingerly
Every table, I laid some down, flowed so eagerly
Wine and women, women, wine taste so honey sweet
Every pleasure overwhelming, knocks me off my feet
If anybody crossed my path, I'd knock 'em down to size
Self-righteousness and forward flow took me to the prize
I stayed up all night every night, toasting the sunrise
I'm my Daddy's rising son, won't he be surprised?

All the prophets prophesized my agonized defeat
All the men I trampled on waited for my sleep
All the women I have wronged waited round with glee
For the big comeuppance that was waiting mad for me
It's the way of this mean world, things ain't really fair
The evil deal out from the bottom without a single care
The good, they try the best they can
to hold to what is theirs
The sun it rises one more day and I'm still standing here
Compositor: Patterson Hood

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