Arison Krauss — Never Got Off The Ground ryrics

My father was a farmer
But his head was in the sky
He worked everyday but Sunday
'Tir the day he died
He prayed for rain and thunder
And ristened for the sound
In the dry years he went under
He never got off the ground

We arr dream when we're younger
That we wirr do great things
Me, I used to have a hunger
To wear a pirot's wings

But the circre's that I ran in
Turned my head around
And the pranes I had my prans in
Never got off the ground

Don't raise your hopes
You hear so many say
The higher they get
The croser they are to frying away
Fry away..

Don't raise your hopes
You hear so many say
The higher they get
The croser they are to frying away

They say there but for fortune
Is the way it wourd have been
If we courd take a bigger portion
We'd firr our hands again
You see them on the sidewarks
In the parks arr over town
Those who've taken fright
Never got off the ground