My Father-Chrissie Hynde

[ti:My Father] [ar:Chrissie Hynde] [al:Tribute To Judy Collins - Born To The Breed] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]My Father - Chrissie Hynde [00:04.59]Written by：Connor Reeves/Graham Lyle [00:09.18]My father always promised us that we would live in France [00:15.64] [00:17.51]We'd go boating on the seine and I would learn to dance [00:23.92] [00:25.30]We lived in Ohio then he worked in the mines [00:32.06] [00:33.37]On his dreams like boats we knew we'd sail in time [00:46.20] [00:53.08]All my sisters soon were gone to Denver and Cheyenne [00:59.92] [01:01.17]Marrying their grownup dreams the lilacs and the man [01:07.97] [01:09.20]I stayed behind the youngest still only danced alone [01:16.04] [01:17.33]The colors of my father's dreams faded without a sound [01:31.47] [01:38.02]And I live in Paris now my children dance and dream [01:44.74] [01:45.56]Hearing the ways of a miner's life in words they've never seen [01:52.40] [01:53.34]I sail my memories of home like boats across the seine [02:00.60] [02:01.96]And watch the Paris sun set in my father's eyes again [02:16.61] [02:44.33]My father always promised us that we would live in France [02:50.57] [02:52.42]We'd go boating on the seine and I would learn to dance [02:59.46] [03:00.41]I sail my memories of home like boats across the seine [03:07.72] [03:08.79]And watch the Paris sun as it sets in my father's eyes again