Just Enough
Roots & Sanchez Lyrics


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My father before me, turned the hill to grass, decided for him, no family, no class
Drive and work, he turned it all to fields, you tell me it's a scare now, and that scar it has to heal
He wanted the best, the best for us
Just enough, just enough
He'd feel the hail, and hear the teeicks cry, cracking stones so I can get by
The sun would beat him no mercy from the bites, now it's berated this humble hard life
He wanted the best, the best for us
Just enough, just enough
He wanted the best, the best for us
Just enough, just enough
Across the bay there is a county house, built on slavery now fine wine and grouse
To protect our heritage for every fix they get a pound, across the bay the posts rot in the ground




He wanted the best, the best for us
Just enough, just enough

Overall Meaning

These lyrics tell the story of the singer's father and the sacrifices he made to provide for his family. The first verse speaks of the singer's father, who worked hard to turn barren land into fruitful fields. In doing so, he rejected the societal norms that defined a person's worth based on their family background or social class. The lyric "no family, no class" implies that he wanted to create a better life for his own family regardless of their background.


The chorus emphasizes the father's desire to provide "just enough" for his loved ones. This phrase suggests that he didn't aspire for excessive wealth or extravagance, but rather aimed to fulfill their basic needs and ensure their comfort. The imagery of him feeling the hail and hearing the ticking cry could symbolize his enduring hardships and struggles in order to provide for his family.


The second verse contrasts the father's humble lifestyle with the ostentatious wealth and privilege seen in a nearby county house. The line "built on slavery now fine wine and grouse" suggests that this lavish house may have been built on the exploited labor of others. The reference to "heritage" implies a disconnect between the values of the wealthy class and a more honest, hardworking existence. The mention of the rotting posts in the ground may symbolize the decay and moral corruption hidden beneath the surface of this affluent facade.


Ultimately, these lyrics reflect the father's determination to give his family the best life possible, even in the face of adversity. His hard work and sacrifice are contrasted with the superficiality and morally questionable practices of the privileged class. The repeated line "he wanted the best, the best for us" reinforces his unwavering commitment to his family and his desire to provide them with a comfortable life, even if it means settling for "just enough."


Line by Line Meaning

My father before me, turned the hill to grass, decided for him, no family, no class
My father, like generations before him, transformed the land from barren to fertile, sacrificing personal pursuits of familial ties and social status.


Drive and work, he turned it all to fields, you tell me it's a scare now, and that scar it has to heal
Through dedication and labor, he cultivated the land into productive fields, but now you speak of it as a threat that needs to be rectified.


He wanted the best, the best for us
He aspired to provide nothing but the finest for his loved ones.


Just enough, just enough
However, he understood that excessive material wealth was not necessary, and ensuring a modest sufficiency was sufficient.


He'd feel the hail, and hear the teeicks cry, cracking stones so I can get by
He endured the harshness of nature and the struggles of toil to break stones, enabling me to survive.


The sun would beat him no mercy from the bites, now it's berated this humble hard life
The relentless sun would mercilessly subject him to its scorching rays, and now society disapproves of this humble, arduous existence.


Across the bay there is a county house, built on slavery now fine wine and grouse
On the opposite side of the bay, an extravagant mansion stands, founded upon the oppression of others, now hosting luxurious feasts.


To protect our heritage for every fix they get a pound, across the bay the posts rot in the ground
In the name of preserving our traditions, they receive financial support, while across the bay, the neglected foundations decay.


He wanted the best, the best for us
Once again, he only desired the utmost for his family.


Just enough, just enough
He maintained his belief that having just a modest sufficiency was satisfactory.




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Written by: John Dearness

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