Thank You, Derrick Watson Songtext
von Frances Luke Accord

My mother brought me into this garden first
Taught me to weed by working deep down in the earth
And while I was clutching dirt, I was struck, I was hurt
All that grows so thirsts

Once my father said he would read me to bed
Worn down from the job he had to keep me fed
But I was too old and I, blushing red, yelled instead
Never was the same ahead

Now, every night I come to town
All I ever think about
Are all the times I let you down
For all the times I let you down


Thank you, Derrick Watson, in a hundred years you′ll be read
For shade 'neath and orange sun
With a mighty pen and a level head
And although it may be little praise
My friends and I think you′re great
For what you've done today

Now I spend most my time in this room, writing tunes
Locked up in my point of view, feeling blue
But as soon as I put on my shoe and walk outside, and I'm with you
That′s when I learn something new

Still every morn I stumble through
A silver light so bright and true
′Til it turns a-gray rain coming soon
Yeah, turns a-gray rain coming soon