Chris Garneau
Gentry
I used to go
To the field, to the sea
I used to smell
The lilac and the tree
I had a voice
And I had eyes
I had eyes

Born in a lot
In Gentry, Tennessee
Thousands were caught
In a lifetime guarantee
We had no eyes
We had no voice
We had no voices
But we used to
Have a voice

Voices

And we used to
Have eyes
We saw the light
We saw the light
We saw the (light/night)

And we used to
Have a voice
We sang in flight
In flight
In plight

In plight

I used to have a voice
A song