Broken Britton’s Homemade Blues #7 (Live)

👉 Free musical goodies are here: https://f.mtr.cool/fxnfuyhshl #singersongwriter #indie #folk #music My prayers remain unanswered in the moonlight, I forever try in vain, Paying fortune tellers to blow my woes away,  I jump puddles in the rain. And pinball down the road, With nowhere left to roam,  A man can only get so far, Hey! Woman, take me home. There are billionaires in space above the foodbanks, Where no worries carry weight, As fashionistas fly across the cobalt lakes, Virtue signalling away. Climb down from your throne,  Exhume your flesh and bones, Beyond the retail parking lot, Hey! Woman, take me home.  We’re burning up the world and that’s a fact,  For trinkets mined in China, And the one-eyed thief only leads the blind so far,  ‘Til death knell’s bell and piper, For I will farm and sow, No longer plough alone, Before our souls take flight once more, Hey! Woman, take me home.