Will Hoge Anchors Lyrics
Anchors by Will Hoge
[Verse 1]
We left town in a borrowed car not sure just where to go
So we drove west on 40 straight into the glow
Of a pastel-colored sunset where no one really knows
If it's sayin' "Boy, keep drivin'" or "Turn and go back home"
[Verse 2]
But you looked at me and I could see your mother in your eyes
I thought about the things she lost and how she always cries
And how your daddy tries to fight the truth with Bombay gin
And I knew we'd keep goin' to try to end up less like them
[Chorus 1]
Oh, the sins of the father
Drag like anchors on the kid
Come on, let's go a little farther
All the way to anywhere more than this
[Verse 3]
We hit Tulsa, Oklahoma on the third day of July
Got a cheap apartment to wait for firecracker skies
So we could celebrate rich old white, poor boys that died too young
What says "freedom" more than havin' a new place to be from
[Chorus 1]
Oh, the sins of the father
Drag like anchors on the kid
Come on, let's go a little farther
All the way to anywhere more than this
[Verse 3]
You get eight buck an hour to fix the hems on ladies' gowns
I go to school to learn computers and at night I work downtown
Servin' drinks to college kids whose daddies pay the bills
They ain't seen the real world yet, and prob'ly never will
[Chorus 2]
Oh, the sins of the father
Call like echoes to the kid
Come on, let's go a little farther
All the way to anywhere more than this
Come on to anywhere more than this
We left town in a borrowed car not sure just where to go
So we drove west on 40 straight into the glow
Of a pastel-colored sunset where no one really knows
If it's sayin' "Boy, keep drivin'" or "Turn and go back home"
[Verse 2]
But you looked at me and I could see your mother in your eyes
I thought about the things she lost and how she always cries
And how your daddy tries to fight the truth with Bombay gin
And I knew we'd keep goin' to try to end up less like them
[Chorus 1]
Oh, the sins of the father
Drag like anchors on the kid
Come on, let's go a little farther
All the way to anywhere more than this
[Verse 3]
We hit Tulsa, Oklahoma on the third day of July
Got a cheap apartment to wait for firecracker skies
So we could celebrate rich old white, poor boys that died too young
What says "freedom" more than havin' a new place to be from
[Chorus 1]
Oh, the sins of the father
Drag like anchors on the kid
Come on, let's go a little farther
All the way to anywhere more than this
[Verse 3]
You get eight buck an hour to fix the hems on ladies' gowns
I go to school to learn computers and at night I work downtown
Servin' drinks to college kids whose daddies pay the bills
They ain't seen the real world yet, and prob'ly never will
[Chorus 2]
Oh, the sins of the father
Call like echoes to the kid
Come on, let's go a little farther
All the way to anywhere more than this
Come on to anywhere more than this