olivia chaney - a tree grows in brooklyn lyrics
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father’s a drinker
rolls down the stairs
when i am with him
i could be anywhere
i will read every book of the world
turning pages, irish girl
in my tenement fairy-tale
he calls me prima donna
still rubs my nose
says i’ve got a bad, bad case of growing up
is dream time closed?
the language of angels
mussels and seash-lls
is when pappa sings old ballads
scatters like petals
when we walk
there is spring in my cheek
mamma thinks that he’s a cheat
every place has its dreamers
and everyone has a song
the ocean bed it changes
the winds blow seeds to sow
the tide of the hudson is flowing
a tree in brooklyn it grows
alive, alive-oh
alive, alive-oh
crying‚ c-ckles and mussels alive, alive-oh’ …
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