Paroles Innocent in my arms John Craigie

Innocent in my arms

I hear them talking
I know you hear them too
Just remember every time they point a finger at you
They got three fingers
Pointing right back at themselves

Mama always said "Failure wasn't falling down,
Failure was staying down on the ground"
Mama's gone now
But you still get up every time

Hang on, hang on
Every rising sun is one more till I come back to ya babe
And teach you how to stay warm

Hang on, hang on
Let this whole town judge you for what they think is wrong
Because all that I know you are innocent in my arms

I aint no J.C.
You aint no Magdalene
But this cold world it gets colder it seems
Every time They let them church bells ring

Yeah, but I seen ya dance
In the pouring rain
That duct tape on your fiddle babe, it aint no shame
Things are only as broke as you let them be

So hang on, hang on
Every rising sun is one more till I come back to ya babe
And teach you how to stay warm

Hang on, hang on
Let this whole town judge you for what they think is wrong
Because all that I know you are innocent in my arms

Hang on, hang on
Every rising sun is one more till I come back to ya babe
And teach you how to stay warm

Hang on, hang on
Let this whole town judge you for what they think is wrong
Because all that I know you are innocent in my arms

All that I know, All that I know
All that I know, you are innocent in my arms.