Steep Canyon Rangers - Ungrateful One Lyrics

When my father built a fire, he’d pour on gasolineEvery field he planted grew up tall and greenThere were feasts upon the table, both night and dayBut not a word of thanks did my father ever sayO regret he’d cry out to not have walked awayThirty years ago upon his wedding dayThe freedom we had robbed him, he never tried to hideAnd the youth upon my cheeks was a dagger to his prideHe called me ungrateful one, ungrateful oneLook at what you’ve done boy, see what you have doneI was the last of seven kids, and a stranger from the startIt seems the more I knew, the more we grew apartBut who can understand the shame of just a childAs my father reared and thundered, my silence drove him wildO regret he’d cry out, for this misery I slaveWho among you now will lay flowers on my graveBut I was just a babe, the last and only hopeAnd he could see I was gone as fast as I could goO regret the old man cried, Lord hear me callA curse upon this life and a curse upon these wallsThat old house packed with guilt, set fire and left to burnTo those hills of my youth, I will never more return