Music Video

Every Mother's Son (Demo) (2006 Remaster)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pretenders
Pretenders
Vocals
Andy Rourke
Andy Rourke
Bass
Jimmy Copley
Jimmy Copley
Drums
Adam Seymour
Adam Seymour
Guitar
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chrissie Hynde
Chrissie Hynde
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Jacobs
Jon Jacobs
Additional Engineer
Greig Sangster
Greig Sangster
Assistant Engineer
Jamie Cullum
Jamie Cullum
Assistant Engineer
Richard Lowe
Richard Lowe
Assistant Engineer
Steve Williams
Steve Williams
Engineer
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer
Ian Stanley
Ian Stanley
Producer

Lyrics

I was born with my hand in a fist
And my eyes shut tight
Any wonder that I cannot resist
Punchin' blindly in a fight
The first time I saw swans flyin' to the sun
I wanted to be one
Like every mother's son
When I saw my life had begun
I wanted to be someone
Like my brother and my one and only father
And like every mother's son
I was raised within a cause
With a purpose to fulfill
I was taught to defend what was mine
And instructed not to kill
My small mortal eyes can see eternity
In the clouds that dissolve and then regroup endlessly
Like every mother's son
When a man showed me how to use a gun
I wished I'd never need one
Like my brother and my one and only father
And like every mother's son
Everything in domesticity
Assumes its role better than me
I'm a displaced person whose culture let me down
I raise my own daughters in a pornographic town
Like every mother's son
I've lost some and some I've won
Now I'm waiting for a new dawn
Like my brother and my one and only father
And like every mother's son
Written by: Chrissie Hynde
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