Текст Keith Whitley – Family Tree

Papa lazed in a county rest home
And Mama lives on a rich man’s farm
Sister moved in with a stranger
And here I am in another

And the leaves are slowly fallin’
Fallin’ from the family tree
Yes, the leaves are slowly fallin’
And the last one to fall is me

I should have known the winds of boredom
Would finally blow our worlds apart
Here I lay with another woman
Are you layin’ with a broken heart?

And the leaves are slowly fallin’
Fallin’ from the family tree
Yes, the leaves are slowly fallin’
And the last one to fall is me

Yes, the leaves are slowly fallin’
Fallin’ from the family tree
Yes, the leaves are slowly fallin’
And the last one to fall is me

Yes, the leaves are slowly fallin’
Fallin’ from the family tree
Yes, the leaves are slowly fallin’
And the last one to fall is me

Yes, the leaves are slowly fallin’
Fallin’ from the family tree
Yes, the leaves are slowly fallin’