Margo Price - Hey Child

Hey child
You've got blood
On your doorstep

Long nights
Cheap talk
Strange forces

How long
Can you hold
Hold down your resistance

Hey child
You don't know
No baby, you don't know your own existence

And in the ruins of the nights that we went
Writing numbers on our arms
But when you wake up to find there's nothing there
Don't you know your future's almost gone

Hey child
Better get it right on you
Hey child
You got so many better things to do

Hey child
You've got dogs
Dogs that guard your weakness

Falling
All your wounded men
Oh baby, don't you know that they're useless

Don't light this burning love
When the streets are cold and wet
You're just a face without a name
But when you wake up and find there's nothing there
Oh honey, baby, ain't it a shame

Hey child
You better get it right on you
Hey child
You got so many better things to do
Hey child
No you ain't found it yet
Hey child
You better quit placing all those bets
Hey child
No, no, no, no, no
Hey child
You're gonna get it right, on you
Hey child (whoa)

Written by:
Jeremy Ivey, Margo Price

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