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Bobby,Billy,Bryce

โ€œThrough High Waterโ€

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Through High Water

Written for Bobby,Billy,Bryce ยท FreeCustomSong Original

Bobby, you were my firstborn, the one who made me Mom

You had to grow up way too fast, trying to be strong

Self-taught and fixing engines, a tender heart inside

I worry for your health now, and the distance that divides

I raised you boys alone, I winged it every day

I never knew a mother's love, I had to find a way

I went without so you could have the things you'd ever need

I wasn't perfect, but I planted every seed

You didn't come with instructions when I brought you in this world

I made my share of mistakes as the heavy years uncurled

But I went through high water just to keep us all together

My first loves and my last, through the hardest kind of weather

I'm sorry if I failed you, I'm sorry if it hurts

But please remember how to love each other first

Billy, my protector, you tell me that you care

You put your mama first, but you've got your cross to bear

I need you to take care of you, and let yourself live life

And Bryce, my quiet youngest, you're a father doing right

You make your three boys work for it, I'm proud of who you are

But it's been three years of silence, and it's tearing at my heart

I don't know what I did wrong, but on every Father's Day

I send my love to you, and I hope it finds a way

You didn't come with instructions when I brought you in this world

I made my share of mistakes as the heavy years uncurled

But I went through high water just to keep us all together

My first loves and my last, through the hardest kind of weather

I'm sorry if I failed you, I'm sorry if it hurts

But please remember how to love each other first

We used to be so close, now the holidays are bare

I look around the table and I see the empty chairs

Bobby and Bryce, you hardly speak to Billy anymore

It breaks my heart to think about what the future has in store

I was growing up myself while I raised you three

Forgive me for the flaws in the mother that you see

'Cause you didn't come with instructions when I brought you in this world

I paid for my mistakes as the heavy years uncurled

But I went through high water just to keep us all together

My first loves and my last, through the hardest kind of weather

When I am gone, I pray you heal the hurt

My three boys, please love each other first