Bertrand My Son

歌詞

I have a little boy, Bertrand Tyler Wilson is his name. Two and a half now and hes uh, hes named after Lord Russell who I knew and loved and after my father that I also knew and loved. And he was born with uh, his feet and legs different than ours. And hes never worried about it, I guess uh, his mama and I worried about it a good bit.. Hes had a lot of casts and braces and things. Hes about the happiest kid I know. So I wrote a song for him Baseball, volleyball, aint you gonna play at all Wont you come out and play with me? Bertrand my son, youve been mostly unaccustomed to the taste of the fruit of the blessin tree Ive been searching through the forest of life for a taste of the fruit of the miracle tree Bertrand my son, daddys livin for the day your twisted feet go dancing From the dark to the light of the joys that other children know But if livin on the fruit of the tree of love can help your chances Youll be runnin and playin with them soon I know Phone calls, Spring Ball, aint you gonna dance at all Wont you come out and dance with me Bertrand my son, daddys living for the day your twisted feet go dancin And wonderin if your sufferin when youre watchin all the other children dance and play But if the livin on the fruit of the tree of love can help your chances Youll be dancing and playing with them soon some day Football, basketball, aint you gonna play at all Wont you come out and play with me Someday soon you'll see