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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Billy Pilgrim
Billy Pilgrim
Performer
Andrew Hyra
Andrew Hyra
Vocals
Guy Pratt
Guy Pratt
Bass Guitar
Kenny Aronoff
Kenny Aronoff
Drums
Geraint Watkins
Geraint Watkins
Organ
Bob Loveday
Bob Loveday
Violin
Kristian Bush
Kristian Bush
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Hyra
Andrew Hyra
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hugh Padgham
Hugh Padgham
Mixing Engineer
Don McCollister
Don McCollister
Producer

Lyrics

Mama they won't take me seriously They show me the door but they hold back the key I ask myself what is wrong with me Do they see something I don't see I know you told me, not to take from strangers But I am preoccupied with the dangers And respect among thieves There's a piracy on the high seas And I am held for treason here With no reasons clear, that I know The old house by the late A split was so apparent An imminent break How could I've known I was just a kid I was only doin' Just what I was told And I know you told me, not to take from strangers But I am preoccupied with the dangers And respect among thieves There's a piracy on the high seas And I am held for treason here With no reasons clear, that I know What do I know? The seeds don't grow Through my broken home What do I know? I don't want to grow old alone What do I know? Mama they won't take me seriously They show me the door But they hold back the key
Writer(s): Andrew Hyra Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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