My Father

Well, that, that, that trips me

My father always promised me
That we would live in France
(You know you don't believe that)
We'd go boating on the Seine
And I would learn to dance

We lived in Ohio then
And he worked in the mines

I don't want to sing this song
It's not me
My father always promised me that'll we would be free
But he did not promise me that we would live in France
Hahahahaha

Why did I do, take you away again?
How 'bout Brooklyn?
No, my father knew nothing about New York, at all
He promised me that we would live in peace
And that maybe I can still get-
Okay we have to skip that one, for later



Credits
Writer(s): Judy Collins
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