Lullaby - Alana Davis

Shawn Mullins: Lullaby
Shawn Mullins: Lullaby
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She grew up with the children of the stars,
In the hollywood hills and the boulevard.
Her parents threw big parties,
Everyone was there.
They hung out with folks like dennis, hopper,
Bob seeger, and sonny and cher.
Now, she feels safe in the bar on fairfax,
And from the stage I can tell,
She can't let go and she can't relax.
And just before she hangs here head to cry,
I sing to her a lullaby.
I sing everything's gonna be all right,
Everything's gonna be all right,
Everything's gonna be all right,
Everything's gonna be all right,
Everything's gonna be all right,
Everything's gonna be all right,
Everything's gonna be all right,
Everything's gonna be all right,
Everything's gonna be all right,
Everything's gonna be all right,
Rockabye, rockabye.
Rockabye, rockabye.
Rockabye, rockabye.
Rockabye, rockabye.
Rockabye, rockabye.
Rockabye, rockabye.
Rockabye, rockabye.
Rockabye, rockabye.
Rockabye, rockabye.
Rockabye, rockabye.
She still lives with her mom outside the city,
Down that street about a half a mile.
And all her friends tell her she's so pretty.
But she'd be a whole lot prettier,
If she smiled once in a while
'Cause even her smile looks like a frown.
She's seen her share of devils in this angel town.
I told her I ain't so sure about this place,
It's hard to play a gig in this town.
And keep a straight face.
Seems like everybody here's got a plan,
It's kind of like nashville with a tan.