The Defeated County - The Arms of Men lyrics

Smoke & smoke & smoke around we talk like this is hallowed ground but I don't see no priest here. And jokes & jokes & jokes around but old sad eyes he don't hear a sound, says I look like his daughter. Black & blue & bloody-kneed I said I hope that she don't look like me, but you're a sweetheart. CHORUS: He said honey I have learned that daughters are a curse, that God gives to bad bad men, who ain't been good to their women. I tanned I tanned, I tanned her hide & tried to keep her locked inside, but she still got out. And in the arms, the arms of men, I know she lies her fragile head, but they won't protect her. (Instrumental) So rounds & rounds & rounds of rounds I asked him if he was home-bound, & if I could follow. He said oh you silly silly thing you make me feel just like a king, but you must have a father. REPEAT CHORUS So in his car, his car we prayed there was some kind of saving grace, there to listen. He drove he drove he drove me home but left me there all alone, kissed my forehead. And said honey I have learned that daughters are a gift, that God gives...to dumb old men, to teach how to take care of women.