Three
Three angels in the sky this mornin'
Well, I could see 'em clear as day
Yes, babe, I was waitin' on that old miracle
Or maybe I'm just waitin' on the rain
They're sayin' six or seven inches now
Yeah, and we heard that one before
Back then, nobody paid attention
And the river came knockin'
At the door
At the door
Hey, Mama
I been long
At the door
At the door
Mama it's your black-eyed boy
Nobody said it was easy
But sometimes I like my memory to lie
I'll see sunlight on the battlefields
And the view from the cherry painted line
Oh, I remember the long dark hallways
Following the snake all the way
And I'm ten years old and the band started playin'
Like oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
Oh, my God
I been long
At the door
At the door
Mama it's your black-eyed boy
I'm leavin' home
With a cheap new jacket
And a secret no one knows
If I tell it to you
I gotta tell myself too
And if your dreams should ever chase you down
And force you to confront 'em
Yes, babe, there ain't no master plan
It's gonna come knockin'
At your door
At your door
Hey, Mama
I been long
At your door
At your door
Mama it's your black-eyed boy
