Umbrella Song
Daddy, could you tie up this umbrella
Let me tell you about something
That's been weighing on my mind
She will grow up, grow up watching
And hearing all of this
I want to give her a good life
And teach her to be kind
Despite all the tragedies
We witness
Careful what you say
Some of those things
You seem to hate at first
Can become the very ones
You adore
Some of those fights
You make out to be nothing
Could be
Could be someone's daily war
Daddy, could you open this up for me
Daddy, could you tell me what's on TV
One nation under selfish
One nation under righteousness
One nation under politics
One nation under the rich
Careful what you say
Some of those words
You think are no big deal
Are like weapons
To the ones across the room
Some of those fights
They say aren't worth the trouble
Could mean everything to you
Could mean everything to you
Could mean everything to you
Daddy, could you tie up this umbrella
Could you read me that story one more time
One nation under our bosses
One nation under Mickey Mouse
One nation under books and crosses
One nation under the house
Some of those things
You seem to hate at first
Can become the very ones
You adore
Some of those fights
You make out to be nothing
Could be someone's daily war
Could be
Could be someone's daily war
Could be
Could be someone's daily war
Careful what you say
Some of those words
You think are no big deal
Are like weapons
To the ones right next to you
Let me tell you about something
That's been weighing on my mind
She will grow up, grow up watching
And hearing all of this
I want to give her a good life
And teach her to be kind
Despite all the tragedies
We witness
Careful what you say
Some of those things
You seem to hate at first
Can become the very ones
You adore
Some of those fights
You make out to be nothing
Could be
Could be someone's daily war
Daddy, could you open this up for me
Daddy, could you tell me what's on TV
One nation under selfish
One nation under righteousness
One nation under politics
One nation under the rich
Careful what you say
Some of those words
You think are no big deal
Are like weapons
To the ones across the room
Some of those fights
They say aren't worth the trouble
Could mean everything to you
Could mean everything to you
Could mean everything to you
Daddy, could you tie up this umbrella
Could you read me that story one more time
One nation under our bosses
One nation under Mickey Mouse
One nation under books and crosses
One nation under the house
Some of those things
You seem to hate at first
Can become the very ones
You adore
Some of those fights
You make out to be nothing
Could be someone's daily war
Could be
Could be someone's daily war
Could be
Could be someone's daily war
Careful what you say
Some of those words
You think are no big deal
Are like weapons
To the ones right next to you
Credits
Writer(s): Travis Hagan
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