Lyrics

Life was easy
Then times got hard
Now I?m staring out the window
At the neighbor?s farm
They?re picking tangerines?tangerines

In the wind there?s a sparrow
Headed for the trees
It?s his only answer for this
December breeze
But there?s tangerines?tangerines

My father was a simple man
He did his giving with his hands
But those dollars were just one thing
To make a living on this land

Been drug through the willows
Left for dead on the road
Had to take what they?ve given
Just to carry their load
But there?s tangerines?tangerines

Met a pretty dancer
Had some Colorado fun
Ended up staring down
A Pocatello gun
But there?s tangerines?tangerines

My father was a simple man
He did his giving with his hands
But those dollars were just one thing
To make a living on this land

© 2004 Randy Riviere