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Born To The Breed (LP Version) - Judy Collins
I was only nineteen

The morning you were born

With your hair fine and red

And your eyes like my own

Barely a woman
With only a song

I sang to make you smile

And held you all night long

Home through the streets

With you in my arms

Cold winter mornings

In a Colorado town

I've seen you stumble
You've watched me fall

You know I've got nothing

You know we've got it all

Trucks roll by and the rain coming down

Does that old parka keep you dry

Sixteen years old out on the road

Trying to get to the sky

Back in September

You called me on the phone

Ma you know I love you

But I gotta be own my own
Comes a time in a boy's life
When he's got to be a man

Please don't try to find me
Please try to understand

Now he's playing guitar

In a rock and roll band

Looking like a baby

Talking like a man

The life of a guitar man
Is a hard life to live

What can I tell you

You were born to the breed

Rain comes down the trucks rolling by

I that old poncho gonna keep you dry

Sixteen years old January child

Trying to get to the sky

I've watched you growing

Through all these years

You've seen me stumble

I've watched your tears

Sometimes there was roses

Sometimes there was thorns

But I know you're gonna make it
As sure as you were born

And I hope from what you wanted

You get what you need

I know you're gonna make it
You were born to the breed

Sixteen years old January child

Trying to get to the sky