Lucy Wainwright Roche - Snare Drum lyrics

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Snare Drum

The morning bus will come to take you down

The country road to the farthest side of town

Later on the field behind the school it will be bright

When you play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light

The station on the corner has fired another clerk

But the strike is over and the teachers are back to work

The boy next door has gone to war, he's the next in a five year fight

And you'll play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light

Little man, little man

Are you the heir to an empty hand?

Oh, no one is sure what we'll be fighting for next

Little boy, little boy

Are you the heir to a plastic toy?

With hair like that you know nobody can see your eyes

You've heard it from your mother if once, than a thousand times

You like it long, freedom belongs to the red, the blue, the white

And you'll play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light

The jokes you hear, well who knows what they mean?

There are the kids at school and the kids behind the screen

At home at night your parents fight and while neither one is right

You'll play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light

Little man, little man

Are you the heir to an empty hand?

Oh, no one is sure what we'll be fighting for next

Little boy, little boy

Are you the heir to a plastic toy? Oh

Do you know who you are or how you'll know?

You lay in bed last night and listened for the season's first snow

Upon the roof you'll tell the truth someday, but for tonight

You'll play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light

You'll play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light <br />

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