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Better Days
BETTER DAYS
Silver gray hair neatly combed in place.
There were four generations of love on her face.
She was so wise, no surprise passed her eyes,
She'd seen it all.
I was a child, oh, about three or four.
All day I'd ask questions.
At night I'd ask more.
But whenever; she never, would ever, turn me away.
I'd say how can I be sure what is right or wrong ?
And why does what I want always take so long ?
Please tell me where does God live
And why won't He talk to me ?
I'd say, Grandma what is love ?
Will I ever find out ? and
Why are we so poor, what is life about ?
I wanna know the answers before I fall off to sleep.
ohwoohwohwoh.......
She sort of smiled as she tucked me in.
Then she pulled up that old rocking chair once again.
But tonight she was slightly, remarkably, different somehow.
Slowly she rocked, lookin' half asleep.
Grandma yawned as she stretched.
Then she started to speak.
What she told me, would mold me, and hold me
Together inside ahahahahah yeah yeah.
She said all the things you ask
You will know someday.
But you have got to live in a patient way.
God put us here by fate
And by fate that means better days.
She said, child we are all moons in the dark of night.
Ain't no morning gonna come 'til the time is right.
Can't get to better days lest you make it through the night.
You gotta make it through the night, yes you do.
You can't get to no better days
Unless you make it through the night.
Oh, you will see those better days
But you gotta be patient.
(Be patient) oh baby, be patient.
Later that year, at the turn of spring,
Heaven sent angels down and gave Grandma her wings.
Now, she's flying, and sliding, and gliding
In better days
And although I'm all grown up
I still get confused.
I stumble through the dark
Getting bumped and bruised.
When night gets in my way
I could still hear my Grandma say
I can hear her say,
I can hear her say.
(Be patient) You can't get to no better days
Unless you make it through the night baby.
(Be patient) Oh, you will see those better days
But you gotta be patient.
Child, do you hear me, yeah.
(Be patient) You can't get to no better days
Unless you make it, you got to make it
you got to make it
You got to make it through the night
(Be patient) Oh Grandma, oh Grandma
Do you see me now, lady
Oh oh oh oh oh...
(Be patient) She used to sit me on her knee
She used to comb my hair
She used to tell me stories..
My Grandma took me everywhere
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My Grandma took me everywhere
She used to tell me stories..
She used to comb my hair
(Be patient) She used to sit me on her knee
Oh oh oh oh oh...
Do you see me now, lady
(Be patient) Oh Grandma, oh Grandma
You got to make it through the night
you got to make it
Unless you make it, you got to make it
(Be patient) You can't get to no better days
Child, do you hear me, yeah.
But you gotta be patient.
(Be patient) Oh, you will see those better days
Unless you make it through the night baby.
(Be patient) You can't get to no better days
I can hear her say.
I can hear her say,
I could still hear my Grandma say
When night gets in my way
Getting bumped and bruised.
I stumble through the dark
I still get confused.
And although I'm all grown up
In better days
Now, she's flying, and sliding, and gliding
Heaven sent angels down and gave Grandma her wings.
Later that year, at the turn of spring,
(Be patient) oh baby, be patient.
But you gotta be patient.
Oh, you will see those better days
Unless you make it through the night.
You can't get to no better days
You gotta make it through the night, yes you do.
Can't get to better days lest you make it through the night.
Ain't no morning gonna come 'til the time is right.
She said, child we are all moons in the dark of night.
And by fate that means better days.
God put us here by fate
But you have got to live in a patient way.
You will know someday.
She said all the things you ask
Together inside ahahahahah yeah yeah.
What she told me, would mold me, and hold me
Then she started to speak.
Grandma yawned as she stretched.
Slowly she rocked, lookin' half asleep.
But tonight she was slightly, remarkably, different somehow.
Then she pulled up that old rocking chair once again.
She sort of smiled as she tucked me in.
ohwoohwohwoh.......
I wanna know the answers before I fall off to sleep.
Why are we so poor, what is life about ?
Will I ever find out ? and
I'd say, Grandma what is love ?
And why won't He talk to me ?
Please tell me where does God live
And why does what I want always take so long ?
I'd say how can I be sure what is right or wrong ?
But whenever; she never, would ever, turn me away.
At night I'd ask more.
All day I'd ask questions.
I was a child, oh, about three or four.
She'd seen it all.
She was so wise, no surprise passed her eyes,
There were four generations of love on her face.
Silver gray hair neatly combed in place.
BETTER DAYS
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