Song Length |
3:23 |
Genre |
Country - Americana |
Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Lyrics
These Chains Ed Bentley - Writer
edbentley@mail.com
( 4 bar music Intro )
Verse 1
Born on the outskirts, down where the river bends
Town too small to leave, we can only pretend
Our dreams wrapped in fantasy, hearts break in vein
Miss Lucy and I count the ways, how we can leave this place
Chorus:
These chains, these chains, built from rust and bone
Prisoners of a life, all we've ever known
These chains, these chains, the cold wind blows
Someday we'll break these chains, find the nerve to go
Verse 2:
Fields of faded gold, where corn once grew high
Wind whispers secrets, that makes the old dogs cry
Got a fire in my belly, but the flame's growing cold
Like birds they clipped our wings, our story never told
Chorus:
These chains, these chains, built from rust and bone
Prisoners of a life, all we've ever known
These chains, these chains, the cold wind blows
Someday we'll break these chains, find the nerve to go
Bridge: {Sustain music - quiet }
There's a road that leads to freedom, just over that hill
Staring at the horizon, but we keep standing still
Someday we'll get the courage, reach way down deep
For every night we've wasted, lost our soul to keep
Chorus:
These chains, these chains, built from rust and bone
Prisoners of a life, all we've ever known
These chains, these chains, the cold wind blows
Someday we'll break these chains, find the nerve to go
Outro:
One day we'll fly away, leave this place behind
Open sky and freedom, see what we can find
These chains, these chains, ain't where we're gonna stay
Someday we'll spread our wings, we'll just fly away