Sins Of The Father

Glen Williams mother, wrote him out of the will.  Said she would leave it all to his three only kids.
He’d left them years back in Phoenix, Arizona, when he jilted his family and fled.
 
Glen pleaded to his momma for her to change her mind, there were no more women, he was good this time.
 
He’d do right by his children, when he had the means again.  Oh, and she’d live to regret it, if she died without him in.
 
Glen William’s mother had a change of heart.  She gave her estate back for her son’s fresh start.  And right after she died, he quickly hooked his new wife…while his children grew rawboned inside.
 
Oh, the sins of the father…sow thorns in the garden.  Stunt roots in the soil, cause soft hearts to harden.  Oh, the sirens are calling to every man’s ear…’cause the sins of the father lay near.
 
His new wife grew tired of his running around.  She told him she’d sue and drain his inheritance down.  He threw back a drink and laughed…”I’ll mind my own affairs.”  Well, she sued for half his money and the lawyers ate his share.
 
Oh, the sins of the father…sow thorns in the garden.  Stunt roots in the soil, cause soft hearts to harden.  Oh, the sirens are calling to every man’s ear…’cause the sins of the father lay near.
 
His children always waited, longing for him…to make amends, to simply enter in.
His plans always stalled like an overdraft check…just leaving receipts of neglect.
 
His oldest son found a father, in serving the Lord.  His only daughter hated men until the day I was born.  And their little baby brother, well he raged inside…estranged from father even as he lay dying.
 
Oh, the sins of the father…sow thorns in the garden.  Stunt roots in the soil, cause soft hearts to harden.  Oh, the sirens are calling to every man’s ear…’cause the sins of the father lay near.  Oh, the sins of the father pay dear.