Making Our Way
Hitchhiked my way from St. Augustine
I was just 19
I was making my way in the world
As I walked along the road that day
It finally sunk in that I'd never play with Coltrane
But, I was making my way in the world
I was making
I was making
I was making
My way in the world
Found my way back home
I fell in love
Too much of her, was still never enough
I was making my way in the world
I don't remember who caught the bouquet
I still remember how she looked on that day
And we were making our way in the world
Then our Daughter was born with hole in her heart
Tore our world apart
Dark clouds loomed above, year after year
Doctors and Hospitals
Fight back the tears
But we made it through that
I don't really know how
Now she's making
Now she's making
Thank god she's making her way in the world
Now I play this guitar and I sing you this song
I imagine that Coltrane's up there playing along
We all have a story that we rarely tell
Some of it easy, some is hard as hell
But we're still making our way in the world
Yeah we're making
We're still making
Somehow we're making our way in the world
Yeah we're making
Sometimes we're faking
But mostly we're making
Our way in the world
Our way in the world
Our way in the world
Making our way in the world
I was just 19
I was making my way in the world
As I walked along the road that day
It finally sunk in that I'd never play with Coltrane
But, I was making my way in the world
I was making
I was making
I was making
My way in the world
Found my way back home
I fell in love
Too much of her, was still never enough
I was making my way in the world
I don't remember who caught the bouquet
I still remember how she looked on that day
And we were making our way in the world
Then our Daughter was born with hole in her heart
Tore our world apart
Dark clouds loomed above, year after year
Doctors and Hospitals
Fight back the tears
But we made it through that
I don't really know how
Now she's making
Now she's making
Thank god she's making her way in the world
Now I play this guitar and I sing you this song
I imagine that Coltrane's up there playing along
We all have a story that we rarely tell
Some of it easy, some is hard as hell
But we're still making our way in the world
Yeah we're making
We're still making
Somehow we're making our way in the world
Yeah we're making
Sometimes we're faking
But mostly we're making
Our way in the world
Our way in the world
Our way in the world
Making our way in the world
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Vines
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