Song of the Day #147 – Justin Townes Earle

I’m not a country music enthusiast but I often find myself drifting toward alt-country, folk and Americana artists. Those are fuzzy terms, the definitions of which are in the eye of the beholder but, for me, they’re about the blending of traditional American folk music with a modern indie ethic. The result is something musically new and unique, but built on a familiar, comfortable foundation. Today’s song is Mama’s Eyes by Justin Townes Earle. The lyrics are quite beautiful (reproduced below). I find this music very soothing – it’s a nice song to listen to on a rainy Monday afternoon, which is pretty much every Monday afternoon in Seattle :).

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Mama’s Eyes by Justin Townes Earle

I am my father’s son
I’ve never known when to shut up
I ain’t fooling no one no more
I am my father’s son

We don’t see eye to eye
And I’ll be the first to admit I’ve never tried
Sure it hurts, but it should hurt sometimes
We don’t see eye to eye

I was a young man when
I first found the pleasure in the field of a sin
I went down the same road as my old man
But I was younger then

Now it’s three am and I’m standing in the kitchen
Holding my last cigarette
Strike a match and I see my reflection in the mirror in the hall
And I say to myself

I’ve got my mama’s eyes
Her long thin frame and her smile
And I still see wrong from right
‘Cause I’ve got my mama’s eyes
Yeah I’ve got my mama’s eyes

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