Family Tree Lyrics by Ethel Cain
These crosses all over my body
Remind me of who I used to be
Give myself up to him in offering
Let him make a woman out of me
I’m just a child but I’m not above violence
My mama raised me better than that
When the preacher talks, that man demands his silence
And Daddy said shoot first, then run and don’t look back
So take me down to the river and bathe me clean
Put me on the back of your white horse to ride
All the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me
I’ve killed before and I’ll kill again
Take the noose off, wrap it tight around my hand
They say Heaven hath no fury like a woman scorned
And baby, Hell don’t scare me, I’ve been times before
So take me down to the river and bathe me clean
Put me on the back of your white horse to ride
All the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me
These crosses all over my body
Remind me of who I used to be
Let Christ forgive these bones I’ve been hiding
Oh, and the bones I’m about to leave
Yeah, and take me down to the river and bathe me clean
Put me on the back of your white horse to ride
All the way to the chapel, let you wash all over me