Asetha Power: Music

I. Joanie married a miner
Raised her kids poor
Never stopped from complaining
That she deserved more
When life made her mad
She locked her boy in the shed
While his baby sister
Lay tucked into bed

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Rosanna married that black sheep son
Spent her life making up for what his mother had done
But her girls never heard their mom prayin’ through tears
Never suffered the brunt of how their father was loved
Rosanna carried the black sheep son

II. That miner sat quiet
With blueberry eyes
That shone through the smoke
Of his white stick of lies
He hired a hurricane
To blow him away
But he just turned in circles
While his boy took the blame


III. Out the kitchen window
Through crystal charms
Rosie watches the boats
As suds hit her arms
And on the ocean horizon
Of God's sleeping heart
She lays her worries
And carries on

IV. On her handmade quilts
And hand-knit goodbyes
Rose sews a note
That says “grandmama’s pride”
Though nothing is ever
quite what it seems
Rosanna knows her love's
all that they need