Tied down with a full heart
In my wild days from an early start
Fell hard at twenty-two
Landed softly right by you
I gasp for breath in the mountain air
Drove across the plains with no cares
Chasin' dreams like wildfire
In my kids' eyes, I see that desire
They're pullin' me from way back when
Tied to the old ways of all my kin
Preachin' the word
Down in the mines
Out in the hayfields
Beneath the Seneca skies
Strike me down if I cut
Family ties
Born to a world that's all been found
Proud of these songs I sing now
First comes first not me or you
Undеr God it's those baby blues
Gone away from timе to time
But that don't mean I don't tie a line
Pull me back if I fall through
Damn silver, damn gold too?
They're pullin' me from way back when
Tied to the old ways of all my kin
Preachin' the word
Down in the mines
Out in the hayfields
Beneath the Seneca skies
Strike me down if I cut
Family ties
They're pullin' me from way back when
Tied to the old ways of all my kin
Preachin' the word
Down in the mines
Out in the hayfields
Beneath the Seneca skies
Strike me down if I cut
Family ties
Those family ties
Those family ties
