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Cece

from Scraps by A Rancher's Son

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Dedicated to Cecil Milton Shenton (Grandpa)
September 7th, 1929 - February 21st, 2011

lyrics

‘Cece’ - Written/Composed By Alexander Shenton – 2016/02/22

Son you’ve been living so godamn fast… but you weren’t raised that way
You’re gonna go out, out in the world… but please remember where you’re from

A picture perfect poet looking for some pills to pop
I’ve done things I ain’t proud of thank god I stopped
Hellbound driving drunk on the highway
Carpe diem baby, gonna live it my way
It’s all crystal clear looking in the rearview
How many friends have to die to prove it’s true?
Music heals, scars fade, but you don’t come back
You only get one shot man, that’s a fact
Appreciate what you got, when you got it good
Grandpa told me and it played out like he said it would
I shoulda listened man, instead of living godless
Build it right once instead of trying to fix a fucking mess.

I know what’s been killing me lately, old wounds but they hurt like crazy
I’d give up everything I had, for one more day with my granddad.
I know what’s been killing me lately, old wounds but they hurt like crazy
I’d give up everything I had, for one more day with my granddad.

I moved back to the valley now, I think he’s proud
Gives me hope to think he’s upstairs smiling down
Every day I wake up wishing he was there
Crack a joke and say, “Son cut your hippy hair.”
Live without regret… fuck that’s a huge lie.
I never came home I never thought he could die
Who woulda known that hand I dealt would be the last
Every game of crib we played locked in the past
The final words we spoke were all around pretty rough
Deep down he loved me, god, but he made me tough.
I thank my stars everyday for I got
I belong here Cece – I never forgot.

I know what’s been killing me lately, old wounds but they hurt like crazy
I’d give up everything I had, for one more day with my granddad.
I know what’s been killing me lately, old wounds but they hurt like crazy
I’d give up everything I had, for one more day with my granddad.

I know what’s been killing me lately, old wounds but they hurt like crazy
I must have been out of my mind, cause I heard his words…
But paid him no mind.

I know what’s been killing me lately, old wounds but they hurt like crazy
I’d give up everything I had, for one more day with my granddad.

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from Scraps, released September 9, 2016
Performed by:

Alexander Shenton (Vocals, Acoustic guitar, Electric Guitar)
Grieg Beveridge (Trumpet, Drums)
Ben Beveridge (Fiddle)

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