Rochester-Craig Armstrong

[00:00.00] [00:24.88]I was born in Rochester to a book-making man [00:32.12]Had a fake cigar shop with the games on in the back [00:38.85]See them coming and going letting it ride on thorough breads [00:46.29]The police chief and Tom Hall wondering what was the spread [00:55.65]I carried rich mans bags through brier trying to chase down a little white ball [01:03.24]Learned that any soft place wasn’t good for me at all [01:10.38]Daddy’d come home fired up looking for some sort of release [01:17.25]He’d beat the hell of Timmy and Timmy’d beat the hell out of me [01:24.52]I would hop the fence out to those government fields [01:32.49]Run till there was nothing left to feel [01:39.93]Lying there, watching, just disappear [01:45.95]Knowing one day I’m gonna fly on out of here [01:54.40]The same police chief came knocking my first freshman day [02:02.40]Put my daddy in handcuffs and his picture on the front page [02:09.61]Took every one of his suits and all my dignity [02:17.17]I’d walk the halls of Irondequoit looking for any punk to set me free [02:25.20]I would hop the fence out to those government fields [02:33.26]Run till there was nothing left to feel [02:40.17]Lying there, watching, just disappear [02:46.94]Knowing one day I’m gonna fly on out of here [02:53.94]Got that call to Vietnam, just like everyone else I knew [03:02.60]So scared of the hand grenades, threw them farther than any other troop [03:09.88]Came home like an iron fist, and Timmy tried to take my keys [03:17.21]Ripped open his from pocket, that was the last time he touched me [03:24.67]Moved to an island out west and up to Breckenridge [03:33.35]Met a mermaid on a glass boat, and she promised me some kids [03:40.73]Bought a house in Oregon where you could touch both of the walls [03:47.77]Had a son named Benjamin, and I was so scared of it all [03:55.90] [04:25.43]Well, Benjamin walked in the front room where I was cutting up my hash [04:32.59]Looked into his deep blue eyes wondering why I’d been so mad [04:39.93]Flushed a quarter pound down the drain, praying for the mercy to confess [04:47.50]Trying to rip the boy from Rochester right out of my chest [04:56.34]We’re gonna walk right out into those heavenly fields [05:03.66]Run like there was no more time to steal [05:10.50]My three boys and the grace of god revealed [05:17.68]Knowing one day you’re gonna take me out of here [05:25.58]Knowing one day you’re gonna take me out of here [05:33.07]