Our Father's Sons
The Gaslight Anthem Lyrics


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Help me sing
All you weary strangers raise your voice
In this chain gang chorus in our younger days
My brothers, we were naive sailors
Storms we′d all endure
Oh the road, oh you who sing her praises of dust and bones
The places that she takes us, the choice is ours
We wanted much more than our fathers
While our mothers said their prayers

Now we're moving on up, to the east side
We finally got a piece of the pie

Baby doll
All you women of the travelers, your empty arms
Your patient hearts in waiting, bless your hearts
And your never ending patience
I could not go on without you
We′re all the same
All blue and bright white collars, we're all the same
Our troubles and our sorrows and underneath
Blood and bone and mixture
Though we dance to different songs

And our songs, you sing along
Woah woah oh oh
Woah oh oh woah
Woah oh oh woah
And our songs, you sing along
Woah woah oh oh
Woah oh oh woah
Woah oh oh woah

Every man, every woman with a burden raise your hands
Raise'em up to the firmament, see those hands




Meet your brothers and your sisters, use your hands
We are our father′s sons

Overall Meaning

The Gaslight Anthem's "Our Father's Sons" is a song about unity and brotherhood among people who are all essentially the same, despite differences in ethnicity, social status, and struggles. The opening lines of the song call out to all those who feel lost or weary, inviting them to raise their voices in a chain gang chorus that reminds them of the camaraderie they all shared when they were young and naive sailors. The song speaks to the choices we make in life, and how those choices shape our journey. It acknowledges the struggles we all go through, but emphasizes the importance of standing together and supporting one another through those struggles.


As the song progresses, it reflects on the idea that we all have our own unique journeys, but beneath the surface, we are all the same. The lyrics speak to the fact that we all have our own share of troubles, but ultimately, we are all made of the same blood and bone. The chorus reminds us of the bond we share as humans, and encourages us to join hands with our brothers and sisters, regardless of the burdens we carry.


Overall, "Our Father's Sons" is a powerful and emotional song that speaks to the importance of community and brotherhood, particularly during difficult times. It acknowledges that we are all struggling in some way, but also reminds us that we are never truly alone, and that our shared experiences can bring us closer together.



Line by Line Meaning

Help me sing
I need your help to make music and express ourselves.


All you weary strangers raise your voice
If you're feeling lost and alone, speak up and be heard in this group.


In this chain gang chorus in our younger days
When we were younger, we used music to bind us together like a chain gang.


My brothers, we were naive sailors
We were like sailors, setting out on a journey with optimism and without much knowledge of what was ahead.


Storms we'd all endure
We knew we would face difficulties and hardships, but we were determined to face them together.


Oh the road, oh you who sing her praises of dust and bones
The road we've traveled on is full of dust and bones, but we still sing its praises because it has taken us to new places and given us new experiences.


The places that she takes us, the choice is ours
We have the power to choose where the road takes us and what we do with the experiences it offers.


We wanted much more than our fathers
We had aspirations beyond what our parents had accomplished.


While our mothers said their prayers
Our mothers had faith and prayed for us as we set out on our own paths.


Now we're moving on up, to the east side
We're making progress and moving up in life.


We finally got a piece of the pie
We've achieved some level of success and the rewards that come with it.


Baby doll
A term of endearment for a woman.


All you women of the travelers, your empty arms
Women who traveled along with us carry a sense of emptiness.


Your patient hearts in waiting, bless your hearts
We recognize and appreciate the kind and patient hearts of the women who waited for us along the way.


And your never ending patience
We're grateful for the unwavering patience these women displayed.


I could not go on without you
We realize we could not have made it without the support of these women.


We're all the same
Despite our differences, we're all humans and share common struggles and experiences.


All blue and bright white collars, we're all the same
Regardless of our social and economic status, we all have hardships to face.


Our troubles and our sorrows and underneath
Beneath the surface, we all share deep troubles and sorrows.


Blood and bone and mixture
We're all a mixture of flesh and blood with shared human experiences.


Though we dance to different songs
We may have different ways of expressing ourselves, but we're all part of the same human family.


And our songs, you sing along
Our music resonates with you and you join in singing it.


Every man, every woman with a burden raise your hands
Everyone has burdens they must bear and we acknowledge them.


Raise'em up to the firmament, see those hands
We raise our hands up in solidarity and the sky bears witness to our struggles.


Meet your brothers and your sisters, use your hands
We come together as siblings and work together to overcome our burdens.


We are our father's sons
We are our fathers' legacy and we carry on their traditions and values.




Writer(s): Brian Fallon

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Stephen Collier

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probably the best band in the world

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Kevin Tirpak

Why wasnt this on the album?? its so good!

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These Guys Are My Favorite Band They picture a image in my head about how the Ole Days were They Made me Wish I lived in those Days. :( The Gaslight Anthem is My Underground Top Notch.

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Hey I'm Kevin

I'm pretty sure that they are the real life equivalent to The Wyld Stallyns.

bill anderson

that's funny...

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