What Yer Lookin' For
Album: Our Lives
By: Paul Hadfield
By: Paul Hadfield
Duration
4:11
Genres
Description
"What Yer Lookin For" is a story anyone can relate to, whether you come from coal country or not. We're all looking for something. What are you willing to do to get it? What will you become in the process?
Lyrics
Granddaddy worked the coal mines down in Paradise Black hair, black lungs, and bloodshot eyes Never had a thing he could call his own, Except my granny and my daddy and a coal black soul He said, "Son, the world won't give you anything, Take what you want You may find that it turns you into something You don't like If you dig til you can't dig anymore You might find what yer lookin for Daddy quit high school, age of seventeen Got himself a bus ticket down to Tennessee Left in the winter, I was born in the Spring Momma got a'hold of me She said, "Son, the world won't give you anything Take what you want You may find that it turns you into something you don't like If you dig til you can't dig anymore You might find what yer lookin for" This is where I make my final stand I can't even call your name And I've never been the kind of man To take the time to learn your ways Take my hand, take my hand Lord, won't you please take my hand Take my hand, take my hand Lord, won't you please take my hand He said, "Son, the world won't give you anything Take what you want You may find that it turns you into something You don't like If you dig til you can't dig anymore You might find what yer lookin for Did my time in the Eddyville Pen I ain't ever coming back again Heading down South where the sun stays warm Cause I still haven't found What I'm lookin for
