The Only Child — текст песни (Jackson Browne)

Boy of mine

As your fortune comes to carry you down the line

And you watch as the changes unfold

And you sort among the stories youve been told

If some pieces of the picture are hard to find

And the answers to your questions are hard to hold



Take good care of your mother

When youre making up your mind

Should one thing or another take you from behind

Though the world may make you hard and wild

And determine how your life is styled

When youve come to feel that youre the only child

Take good care of your brother



Let the disappointments pass

Let the laughter fill your glass

Let your illusions last until they shatter

Whatever you might hope to find

Among the thoughts that crowd your mind

There wont be many that ever really matter



But take good care of your mother

And remember to be kind

When the pain of another will serve you to remind

That there are those who feel themselves exiled

On whom the fortune never smiled

And upon whose life the heartache has been piled

Theyre just looking for another

Lonely child



And when youve found another soul

Who sees into your own

Take good care of each other