Children Of Children

	  		Intro: D Dsus2 Am  Em  D 

D 
Pictures of the farm before us 
Am 
Old men in a gospel Chorus 
Em 
Sepia and saddle horses 
D 
Easy on the reins 

D 
Eighty-one, a motor-inn 
Am 
Your momma's seventeen again 
      Em 
She's squinting at at the dusty wind 
D 
The anger of the plains 

D Dm Dsus2 Dm G  Am(5)  G   C   D Dsus2 D 

D 
You and i were almost nothing 
Am 
Pray to God the gods were bluffing  
Em                             D 
Seventeen ain't old enough to reason with the pain 
D                              Am 
How could we expect the two to stay in love, 
                      Em 
When neither knew the meaning of 
                       D 
The difference between sacred and profane? 

C9                  G 
I was riding on my mother's hip 
                         D    Dsus4 D Dsus2 D  
She was shorter than the corn 
C9                  G 
And all the years I took from her 
              A      C9 
Just by being born 

D Dm Dsus2 Dm G  Am(5)  G   C   D Dsus2 D 
D Dm Dsus2 Dm G  Am(5)  G   C   D Dsus2 D 

D 
I didn't mean to break the cycle 
Am 
At seventeen, I went by Michael  
Em                          D 
No one ever called me by my own name anyway 
D 
Five full generations living 
Am                            Em 
All these expectations giving way to one 
                   D 
So late to have a baby on the way 

C9                      G 
You were riding on your mother's hip 
                         D    Dsus4 D Dsus2 D 
She was shorter than the corn 
C9                     G 
And all the years you took from her 
              A   C9 
Just by being born 

Outro: 
D Am Em D (repeat)