The daughter's father watches, quietly we assume
He's no longer with us, but he left this dusty room
And your name and it's an honor
It's a shame but it's your honor
To take it on your shoulder
'Till you can find another
That's enough for now
He should have never left you broken
He should have held you
Things your father never could do 
That's enough for now
He would have never left you broken
He would have held you
Things your father never told you
The century before you, never could turn twenty-one
Years and years he waited, just watching for a son
Someone to go ahead, to take the name instead
Years and years he waited, and a daughter came instead, but
That's enough for now
He should have never left you broken
He should have held you
Things your father never could do 
That's enough for now
He would have never left you broken
He would have held you
Things your father never told you
Except for twice
One begins and one's goodbye
Sixty years of sorrow, he got five or six of bliss
Left my mothers' mother
Without so much as a kiss
As a kiss
But that's enough for now
He never wanted to leave you broken
He would have held you
Things your father never told you 
That's enough for now
I would have never left you broken
I would have held you
Words your father never told you
Sixty years of sorrow, you got five or six of bliss
Left my mother's mother
Without so much as a kiss.